You call me a calamity? But I am Hyper Zetton!

"Stop, stop."

Ye Lan quickly stretched out her hand and made a stop gesture.

"Let's not even talk about whether you, a pampered young master who has never lifted a finger, can do housework."

"Even if you could, wouldn't it be better to hire a woman? Most importantly, what are you after?"

She sighed, her tone softening: "Qi Yuanbao, we really don't have the power to avenge you."

"Why don't you go back and stay home, guard the business your father left behind, and be a contented wealthy man?"

Qi Yuanbao ignored Ye Lan.

He slowly raised his head, his gaze passing directly over the two women in front of him and landing on Wu Bai.

"Please... accept me."

After saying that, Qi Yuanbao leaned forward abruptly, slamming his forehead heavily onto the rough cement ground.

Before anyone could react, he straightened up again, a red mark already appearing on his forehead.

"I know I'm a useless piece of trash now, I can't do anything."

"But I can learn, really, I learn things very quickly."

"I don't want any reward, I just want to stay by your side, and..."

"If you accept me, I can transfer all my assets to you."

As soon as these words were spoken, the surrounding crowd of onlookers erupted in uproar.

"Did I hear that right? His entire fortune?"

"I think he couldn't take the blow and went insane."

"They're actually going to give their entire fortune to some nobody, just to have him serve tea and water?"

"Should we lend a hand? He's Old Qi's son, after all; we can't just watch him do something foolish."

The murmurs rose and fell, and even Ye Lan and Wu Minmin were stunned.

He subconsciously took a step back, staring in astonishment at the crazed fat man.

on the steps.

Wu Bai frowned slightly.

What's this guy thinking?

Do you think I'm some kind of reclusive, unparalleled master?

Or...did he recognize me as Hyper Zetton?

It should be the former.

Given Qi Yuanbao's family background, he should be very familiar with the power of the black market.

Not only can he suppress his unlucky constitution, but he can also forcefully subdue the black market.

He has always kept his identity hidden, which does give him the air of a reclusive master.

However, it still doesn't make logical sense.

Even if I were a reclusive master, I would only be slightly stronger than Ye Lan at best.

What makes him think I can defeat the Ji family? They're a behemoth with a demigod at their back.

Wu Bai pondered for a long time, and finally shook his head: "You should go back to being your young master. I don't need servants to wait on me, and I'm not short of money."

After saying that…

Wu Bai didn't look at Qi Yuanbao again, and turned to walk into the villa.

"Ah...this."

Ye Lan and Wu Minmin exchanged a glance, their faces filled with question marks.

Seeing that the main person involved had left, Ye Lan had no choice but to step forward and, looking at Qi Yuanbao on the ground, advise him:

"Stop kneeling, let's go back. We need to pack our things and head to the main city soon. From now on... take care."

After saying that, the two turned and walked into the villa.

The villa gate was closed, blocking the view from the outside.

Qi Yuanbao, kneeling on the ground, had a shifty look in his eyes.

Packing your luggage?

Go to the main city?

No, I absolutely can't let them leave me behind, I have to go too.

If I'm sincere enough, I'll eventually move you...

...Hyper Jetton.

Father, you told me not to seek revenge, but to live a good life.

But... how can a son not avenge the murder of his father?

Since the human path is blocked, the son has no choice but to sell his soul to calamity.

Qi Yuanbao took a deep breath and staggered to his feet.

His legs were numb from kneeling for so long, and his knees were burning with pain.

He turned around, limping, and ran wildly towards his home.

His back view looked somewhat disheveled, yet it exuded a sense of determination.

The onlookers looked at each other, completely baffled by the unfolding drama, and eventually could only shake their heads and gradually disperse.

……

After half an hour.

When Wu Bai and his group dragged their suitcases out of the villa gate.

A familiar figure was already standing by the roadside waiting.

Qi Yuanbao was carrying a bulging backpack, and his forehead was covered in sweat.

Upon seeing Wu Bai emerge, his eyes lit up, and he rushed forward, respectfully presenting Wu Bai with a silver ring in both hands.

"Master, this is a spatial ring left by my father before his death, and it is the only one in the entire Hope Base City."

"The interior is very spacious, making it very convenient to pack luggage. Please accept this."

Ye Lan and Wu Minmin frowned simultaneously when they saw the ring.

Space rings, while not considered rare treasures in the main city, are definitely expensive luxury items that ordinary people can't even come into contact with.

Just like that, you give it away?

What is this fat guy after?

"You're not coming to the main city with us, are you?" Wu Bai asked.

Qi Yuanbao nodded vigorously, his eyes showing no sign of flinching.

"Yes, Master, I will go wherever you go."

Wu Bai frowned even more deeply when he saw the determination in his eyes.

This fat guy seems determined to cling to me.

Even if we send him away now, he'll probably find a way to sneak off to the main city on his own.

After a moment of contemplation…

Wu Bai sighed: "Alright, I can let you come along."

Before Qi Yuanbao could even feel happy, Wu Bai changed the subject: "But there's one thing, you're not allowed to call me master. People who don't know better might think I have some kind of special fetish."

"Okay, boss."

Qi Yuanbao was overjoyed and immediately changed his mind, while pushing the ring in his hand forward a little more.

Wu Bai glanced at the ring.

He casually took it and handed it to Wu Minmin next to him, since he already had one and didn't need it.

Wu Minmin hesitated for a moment, but still accepted the ring and put it on her finger.

Then, with a thought, the two large suitcases on the ground instantly disappeared and were stored in the ring's space.

A group of people rode in Ye Lan's pink luxury car and headed to the checkpoint on the west city wall.

……

Tian Shu star.

Time flies like water.

In the blink of an eye, one year and six months have passed since Wu Minmin left.

Inside a cake shop, warm yellow lights shine on the wooden shelves, and various exquisite desserts are displayed in glass cases.

Behind the counter, a young man was intently spreading cream on a freshly baked cake.

"Ring ring..."

The door to the cake shop was pushed open, and the door panel struck the wind chimes with a crisp sound.

A middle-aged man with a full beard walked in.

He had a noticeable scar on his face, messy hair, and wore a worn-out, tan leather jacket, looking weathered and worn.

"Welcome to Happy Cake Shop."

The middle-aged man did not respond immediately, but simply looked around the store.

Immediately, he pulled up the hem of his leather jacket with his left hand and took out a receipt from his inner pocket with his right hand.

As he moved, a dark sword hilt could be vaguely seen deep inside his pocket.

"Boss, I'm here to get the cake."

The young man took off his white gloves, walked around the control panel, and stood in front of the man.

He picked up the receipt, looked at it, and said with a smile:

"Okay, please wait a moment."

After saying that…

The young man, holding the receipt, turned around, lifted the curtain behind him, and walked into the back-end control room.

Lin Zhendong walked to a chair, put his hands on his knees, and sat down.

Feeling a bit bored while waiting, he casually picked up a news magazine from the table and began flipping through it absentmindedly.

After flipping through a few pages, his fingers suddenly stopped.

In the very center of the page is a black and white photograph, and the person in the photograph is himself.

Name: Lin Zhendong.

Gender: Male.

Age: 42 years old.

Reason for arrest: murder.

Above the name was a bright red, glaring stamp:

[Currently Wanted]