Chapter 0003 Well-crafted Cups

If you do not show me respect, I certainly will not show you any either

Hey! You annoying little brat! Take your fingers off your aunt's chest!

However beautiful this item may be, it is merely a cup, the kind that can be readily purchased at street stalls.

Illusion, illusion, this is definitely an illusion, or perhaps I should hurry back to my dormitory and get a good sleep

After a night of busyness, he parked the car in the school parking lot, leaned weakly against the backrest of the driver's seat, and stretched out with a deep yawn. Chen Guang felt a bit tired.

Today, it is time to draw some blood for someone

Driving out is akin to traversing the world; one is always likely to encounter some unexpected troubles. Chen Guang always keeps a tool at hand.

The baton, despite its fearsome reputation, appears unremarkable. However, it can be considered a regulated item. In the hands of someone intent on causing harm, its power may surpass that of a machete by a third.

This thing, if struck on the forehead, could be fatal. Could that kid really dare to go for a lethal blow

Although the five athletes hesitated a bit upon seeing the baton, since Zheng He had already given the order to act, they had no choice but to join in. After all, they had the advantage in numbers, and even if the other party had a weapon, it was likely just for intimidation.

Since the establishment of the nation, it has long been prohibited for objects to attain sentience; after all, this cup cannot possibly harbor a spirit of a cup within it

Chen Guang did not say much; instead, he took a small step back, creating distance between himself and Zheng He

Chen Guang exclaimed, "This painting is quite impressive. It is clearly just a printed watercolor, yet it looks so realistic! It resembles a photograph! Tsk tsk, look at this little face, so tender and rosy! Amazing, truly amazing!"

This person suffered a loss in the verbal dispute in the afternoon, and surprisingly came back in the evening with others to confront Chen Guang

This is absolutely a delusion that has reached its limit

At this moment, Zheng He was either furious or contemplating jumping off a building, but Chen Guang and Wen Wen were completely unconcerned. The two had just finished dinner together, and it happened to be exactly 7:00 PM when Chen Guang was preparing to go for a drive in his sports car

Under normal circumstances, Chen Guang would certainly not easily bring out this deadly weapon. However, now that he is completely surrounded by five athletes led by Zheng He, and given that this place is dark and deserted, if something were to happen, it is quite possible that these individuals would resort to lethal force. Therefore, it seems that today he may have to take a more aggressive approach.

Upon considering this, Chen Guang felt a chill run down his spine and quickly shook his head, dismissing the thought. This is what era we are in; one must believe in science. Where could there possibly be any demons or monsters

In the darkness, Chen Guang remained silent, suddenly pulling out a baton from his pocket. With a vigorous shake of his hand, a sharp sound was heard as the long baton was firmly grasped in his hand. The specially weighted tip appeared particularly menacing under the dim glow of the streetlight. The step he had just taken back was merely to find the optimal distance for an attack with the baton.

Zheng He, however, was unaware of the power of this object. He merely glared at Chen Guang and said, "So what if you have a baton? Does this kid dare to retaliate? Go for it! Beat him into a pulp, turn him into a true beast!"

Chen Guang stood still, but secretly placed his hand inside the lining of his clothing.

I need a calming and brain-nourishing tonic, otherwise, Sanle syrup will do as well, for I am quite ill

Chen Guangmeng paused in his steps, looking left and right. In the vast parking lot, there was no one else but himself!

This object, when retracted, is no longer than a palm's length, but when extended, it measures approximately a little over one meter. Its structure is robust, and combined with the specially weighted and reinforced sphere at the top, it delivers an astonishing amount of striking force. If struck on the forehead, it could potentially be fatal.

Get off the car, lock the door, hold the cup in hand, Chen Guang swung the small ham and walked along the narrow path at the edge of the parking lot towards the dormitory

Indeed, the voice of that woman just now did not come from outside the ear; it suddenly surged forth from deep within the mind!

The dim streetlight cast its glow upon him, stretching his shadow long across the ground. The night breeze rustled the small trees on either side, producing a soft whisper of leaves, while the occasional chirp of insects emerged from the nearby grass. Everything felt so desolate.

Chen Guang, I have been able to wait for you for a long time. Later, I am very curious to know if you can still be as arrogant as you were this afternoon

Zheng He said fiercely: "Weren't you quite arrogant before? Didn't you call me a beast? Now let's see how arrogant you are! Kid, do you understand the severity of the situation now? I'm laying it out here today: if you kneel down and beg for mercy, crawling through my legs, I might consider only sending you to the hospital for a month. Otherwise, don't even think about driving in your next life; just wait to live in a wheelchair. For me, even if I cripple you, it's just a matter of paying some money, but your life will be ruined.

"Zheng Shao, what he has in his hand is... a baton?" A knowledgeable athlete noticed something unusual and asked with uncertainty.

As Chen Guang's car turned the corner, Wen Wen let out a slight sigh, turned her head, and walked towards the school, thinking to herself that over the past year, although Chen Guang always maintained his carefree and playful demeanor in front of her, the changes that had occurred in him, no matter how much he tried to conceal them, were inescapable.

Chen Guang is not the kind of person who would cheerfully offer his right cheek to someone after they have slapped his left cheek

That incident transformed him from a carefree young heir with no financial worries into someone who had to hustle every day as a ride-hailing driver to make ends meet; how could he possibly remain unaffected by it

After taking only two steps, a mysterious voice echoed from the depths of Chen Guang's heart, sounding quite fierce and menacing

Zheng He believed he had become cowardly, feeling even more pleased with himself, indulging in arrogance. His mind was already imagining the scene of slapping this person on the ground later, snorting through his nose, "A pathetic loser should know their place. How could you even think of getting close to Wenwen? You should take a good look at yourself!"

Even if he is blocked here now, Chen Guang does not intend to yield. For someone like Zheng He, simply yielding will only encourage them to become more aggressive.

What the hell, could it be haunted

A highly portable yet remarkably powerful item, undoubtedly, is the baton

With a wave of his hand, Zheng He retreated a little, as his body was precious. Since he had five hired thugs by his side, there was no need for him to personally take the field

Never mind, it must be that I have been too tired lately, which is why I have been experiencing that phenomenon continuously. It cannot possibly be related to this cup.

Just as he stepped out of the parking lot, an untimely voice rang out again. This time, however, it was not the woman, but a tall figure in a white suit blocking his path. Behind this person stood five robust young men, clearly the athletic scholarship students from the school

Zheng He felt quite pleased with himself; what he said was indeed the truth. Given his family background, dealing with a poor loser was hardly something to be concerned about. Even if the people he had called in ended up accidentally killing the other party, it would merely be a slight inconvenience, but still not a major issue

This timing is rather coincidental

After the events of the afternoon, Chen Guang knew that Zheng He would surely harbor resentment towards him, but he did not expect his retaliation to come so swiftly

There is definitely no one else here

The woman dressed in ancient attire printed on the cup, with her ethereal demeanor, somewhat resembles the flying goddess from the Dunhuang murals

Zhenghe

Recalling the strange events that had occurred to him in recent days, he couldn't help but wonder if they were somehow related to this cup

However, if given another opportunity to choose, in the afternoon, Chen Guang would still maintain that same attitude

It seems that the same person appears in my dreams every night these past few days

Putting aside these unreliable thoughts, Chen Guang held the cup close to his chest and walked briskly forward. Even after exiting the parking lot, he did not hear that strange woman's voice again. He turned back to look several times, but did not see anyone following him.

Only then did he feel a sense of relief in his heart, secretly thinking, indeed it was just an auditory hallucination, alas, I truly am a person of misfortune

As he spoke, Chen Guang could not help but reach out his finger to touch the face of the image of the Flying Goddess. His finger made contact, and the cool sensation of the fiberglass indicated that the image was embedded within the inner layer of the fiberglass.

Under the illumination of the streetlight, the translucent fiberglass cup walls glimmer faintly, presenting a somewhat acceptable appearance

"Do you really think I'm a soft persimmon?" Chen Guang, seeing the other party lunging forward, felt a surge of determination in his heart, "Whoever dares to come up, come and take my life!"

Something feels off, this tune sounds somewhat familiar

Gently raising her hand, she picked up the cup from the cup holder, took a sip of water, and then, taking advantage of the dim light in the parking lot, began to scrutinize this mysterious object.

Chen Guang appeared to be stunned, standing still in place without moving. Zheng He felt a sense of relief in his heart and took a step forward, almost touching his forehead to Chen Guang's forehead

He had never taken a close look before, but today he finally noticed something unusual; the craftsmanship is truly remarkable