I Pursued My Scummy Ex’s White Moonlight – Chapter 122

The bullet went straight through the Adjutant’s forehead. Fresh blood pooled on the floor as he died on the spot. He had no family, and now with the reputation of a thief, no one would claim his body. The guards carried the corpse to the side and covered it with a cloth.

Su Wenwen felt the Adjutant’s death was bleak. It was the tragedy of a man who died trying to deal with Luo Tianyang, only to be scorned by thousands after his death.

“Commander-in-Chief, since the Adjutant is dead, shouldn’t we detain Luo Tianyang first and find the stolen data from the lab?”

The person who spoke was a high-level official who had been standing behind Ji Qingshuang. Old Master Luo heard this as well and quickly leaned on his cane, saying, “Wait, there are still many questions about this matter.”

Ji Qingshuang said, “Such as?”

Old Master Luo froze. He felt as if everything had been deliberately arranged to target Luo Tianyang, but for a moment he didn’t know where to begin. After all, he understood Luo Tianyang; whether there was a conspiracy or not, Luo Tianyang was crooked.

Ji Qingshuang spoke again. “As Luo Tianyang’s father, it would be best if you voiced fewer opinions.”

Old Master Luo’s entire body stiffened. The hostile gazes of the crowd felt like countless hands strangling his neck. He opened his mouth several times but couldn’t utter a single word.

He tightened his grip on his cane, planning to find a way to save Luo Tianyang later. He then turned around, leaving Luo Tianyang with nothing but his cold back.

Lin Yu gave a hand signal, and the guards surrounded Luo Tianyang. Perhaps because he was at the end of the road¹, Luo Tianyang showed no fear. Instead, he burst into loud laughter.

“Yes, I admit it! I was the one who had the Adjutant steal the data and assassinate Lin Wan. But so what? The research data is in my hands. Even if you analyze the antidote’s components, you’ll never be able to replicate it. That’s because I know Shen Ming’s blood is the most critical medicinal catalyst² for making the antidote. I’m the only one who knows his genetic structure. So that assassination wasn’t just to kill Lin Wan, but also to kill Shen Ming.”

“Shen Ming’s regenerative ability is a nuisance. He can recover even from fatal injuries. So I poisoned him with a very strong toxin. Even if he could resurrect after death, the poison remaining in his body would kill him over and over until his ability was depleted and he died. Once he’s dead, you will never be able to produce the antidote without me.”

No wonder Luo Tianyang had something to rely on and was without fear. He was certain that once Shen Ming died, the upper echelons, forced to throw something at a rat but be wary of the vase³ for the sake of the antidote, would have no choice but to flow in the same stream and join the filth with him.

And Luo Tianyang’s plan had indeed half-succeeded. While poisoned, Shen Ming repeatedly used his ability. No matter how much pain he was in, he held tightly to Lin Wan’s hand, demanding that Wang Xuan, under any circumstances, transfer all the harm Lin Wan received onto him.

He protected Lin Wan well. The price was the complete exhaustion of his ability. Shen Ming eventually died. After his body was cremated, his bones were all black, without a single white spot.

When the comatose Lin Wan woke up, she was too consumed by guilt over Shen Ming to eat, losing five jin⁴ in just two short days.

At this moment, she stood in the crowd like a withered yellow leaf, ready to be swept away by the wind at any moment.

Lin Wan lifted her hood and took off her mask. As she walked to the front of the stage, Luo Tianyang’s pupils dilated.

“You’re not dead?”

“That’s right, I’m not dead. So even without you, the antidote can be developed.”

Luo Tianyang’s gaze instantly turned vicious. With Lin Wan alive, the situation that had been advantageous to him collapsed in an instant.

He had no time to think, because the moment Lin Wan appeared, Lin Yu was already charging at him with the guards.

A large amount of water and electricity enveloped Luo Tianyang. The approaching guards were all knocked unconscious. Lin Yu reacted quickly, retreating in time to avoid touching the water.

Down in the audience, several people also suddenly made a move, their sights set on Lin Wan, but they were intercepted one by one by the academy students, and a chaotic brawl ensued.

Su Wenwen gestured to Chen Zixuan and Wang Kelin, telling them to get Lin Wan out of there.

Seeing Lin Wan about to escape, the veins on Luo Tianyang’s forehead bulged. All his plans were in disarray. Right now, his only chance to turn the tables was to kill Lin Wan.

He thrust his hands into his pockets and grabbed a handful of crystal cores. In an instant, the water current around him expanded outwards. Some people were knocked over by the flow; they couldn’t react at all before being stunned by the electricity in the water and drowning.

Who would have thought Luo Tianyang’s ability was water. The combination of water and electricity was indeed a problem.

The water surged up to the ceiling, churning like a violent tide, before crashing down with the force of water flooding the Golden Mountain⁵.

Some people stood on their chairs, watching the lightning flash within the water on the floor, their hands gripping the chair backs tightly for fear of falling in. But as the water level rose, it was only a matter of time before they were swallowed.

Chen Zixuan was holding Wang Kelin and Lin Wan in mid-air, thinking it was the safest place. But Luo Tianyang was staring fixedly at Lin Wan, and the water coalesced into a whip, lashing continuously in Chen Zixuan’s direction.

The theater space wasn’t that large. After dodging back and forth a few times with two adults, Chen Zixuan was drenched in sweat.

Just as she was about to lose her grip, the water seemed to hit a rewind button, compressing back towards Luo Tianyang. The water whip disintegrated, with all of it being forced back onto the stage.

The veins on Luo Tianyang’s forehead bulged. He glanced at Luo Xi, then raised a hand to control the water and fight against Luo Xi’s mental power. The water seemed to float in the air, contained within a specific area.

There was a limit to the amount of water Luo Tianyang could control. After clashing with Luo Xi for a short while, he understood the strength of her mental power. He quickly abandoned control of the water in the air and launched a new stream towards Luo Xi.

The water scattered, its area increasing, which would multiply the difficulty of controlling it with mental power. At least, that’s what Luo Tianyang thought.

But…

Whether it was the water that overflowed or the small droplets that fell to the ground, Luo Xi caught it all, gathering it in mid-air.

Luo Tianyang watched the growing mass of water in the air and had a bad feeling. He turned, desperate to grab something to protect himself.

But only the lightning ability user who followed him was left on the stage. Ji Qingshuang and Old Master Luo had long since left the theater through the back door.

How could this be?

Luo Tianyang couldn’t believe his father would abandon him. It was absolutely impossible. After all, his father hadn’t abandoned him even after learning he had killed his brother, so he certainly wouldn’t now.

At this moment, Luo Tianyang wished he could crush the crystal cores in his hand. The ability within his body, agitated by his terrible mood, grew uncontrollable, rampaging like a wild beast or a blazing fire.

His eyes took on a hint of aqua blue, as if he were evolving into some kind of monster. The entire theater began to shake violently.

Su Wenwen told Chen Zixuan to hurry and get Lin Wan and Wang Kelin out, while she herself gripped an iron awl and moved behind Luo Xi.

At that moment, the water in the air dove down. Luo Tianyang didn’t dodge or evade, letting the current sweep him up. In the water, he could breathe as freely as a fish, and his body became more agile.

Just now, Luo Tianyang felt his ability had grown stronger again, and he could faintly sense an even vaster current of water.

His ability touched the water, and cracks appeared on the ground beneath his feet. The fissures spread outwards, visible to the naked eye. The entire theater’s load-bearing walls crumbled due to the cracking ground, and the lights, ceiling, and walls all collapsed one by one.

Luo Xi held Su Wenwen as the space around them shrank, dust and smoke filling the air. Water seeped from the cracks under their feet, gathering rhythmically in one direction.

A large number of people from the audience ran out of the movie theater. Luo Ling led the guards to receive them, signaling for everyone to be quiet. Although he was desperate to know what was happening inside, he had a duty to maintain order first.

It wasn’t until he saw Ji Qingshuang and Old Master Luo run out safely that he couldn’t help but ask, “Where are my sister and sister-in-law?”

Old Master Luo seemed drained of spirit, as if he had suffered a severe blow. His expression was dazed, and he didn’t respond to Luo Ling.

Ji Qingshuang reassured him, “Don’t worry, they are very strong.” After speaking, she couldn’t help but glance at the collapsed movie theater.

As a mother, Ji Qingshuang was of course more panicked than Luo Ling, but if she showed it, the people who relied on her would also be at a loss, and there would be no one to stabilize the situation.

Just then, a large amount of water flowed out from the cracks of the collapsed theater, converging towards the sky. The powerful impact blasted an opening through the fallen walls.

Luo Xi flew out holding Su Wenwen. Luo Tianyang followed closely behind them, but the lightning ability user had died inside, long since drowned by the water.

Luo Tianyang was furious. Without his strongest helper, it was impossible to defeat Luo Xi. Today, he was destined to suffer a defeat that smeared the ground.

Seeing he was still alive, Old Master Luo said with a tremor, “Tianyang, stop. I’m begging you.”

Luo Tianyang glanced down at him and sneered, “What’s the use of saying that now? Commander-in-Chief Ji must have anticipated today’s situation long ago. I can only say, you’re so fucking terrifying. Whether it was my brother’s death or your daughter being cursed until she ran away from home, you didn’t react at all. And I was stupid enough to think my plan was a heavenly garment with no seams⁶, which made me lower my guard around you. Otherwise, I might not have lost today.”

Hearing this, Luo Ling turned and asked Ji Qingshuang what he meant, but Ji Qingshuang’s face was pale, and she said nothing.

“How can you talk about terrifying? You killed your own brother and then pretended to be a good person in front of him. You have no right to judge my mother.”

“Stop arguing…” Old Master Luo was in tears. “It’s all my fault. I failed to educate Tianyang properly, which led him down the wrong path. I am guilty. I’ve wronged you all.”

Old Master Luo’s essence, qi, and spirit⁷ seemed to dissipate in an instant. His back was hunched, and even the cane in his hand couldn’t support his weight. He looked quite pitiful.

“Dad is begging you, please stop!”

Luo Tianyang had no reaction. Or perhaps, from the moment he decided to eliminate his own brother, he no longer had a heart. But when he saw the old master’s infirm legs bend, his knees about to touch the ground, his cold, hard expression finally cracked.

“You’re always so convinced you are right! You have no idea what I want. So what if you kneel and beg me? Do you want me to be locked up like a useless piece of trash for the rest of my life?”

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