HAGLTP Chapter 75

Liu Jiang was furious.

This guy kept pushing his buttons, again and again.

Kill him, kill him, kill him, kill him, kill him, kill him… Liu Jiang screamed madly in his heart.

The killing intent and rage made Liu Jiang’s eyes bloodshot. He pulled out a gleaming knife from his pocket and lunged fiercely at the boy on the bed.

He no longer cared that he was in a well-known hotel, that his actions could be exposed at any moment, and that he could face imprisonment.

He had to kill this troublesome person.

Now, immediately, instantly, only the hot blood and the lifeless face of the other party could soothe the anger churning in his heart.

The boy’s repulsive smiling face drew closer.

The knife in Liu Jiang’s hand reflected the brilliant night scene outside the window.

Then…

The expected fight hadn’t even begun before it ended.

Liu Jiang only felt a blackness before his eyes. The boy in front of him clearly hadn’t moved, and no one had approached him, yet he fell down.

Unfathomable, unscientific, utterly unreasonable.

Having regained his power, Lü naturally didn’t need to fight the other party back and forth and then barely win, like the first time.

Why stand up when something can be solved without lifting a finger?

The god leaned down, curiously examining Liu Jiang’s sleeping face.

Lü originally wanted to poke his curious little head, but when his gaze fell upon the greasy, sticky hair mixed with unidentified substances, definitely unwashed for more than a week, he rubbed his fingers and abandoned the idea.

Forget it, it looks unsanitary.

“What do you plan to do with him?” Mo Yi, from the bathroom, pushed open the door. He was wearing a white bathrobe, his hair still damp.

The god had asked him to take a bath, and as a servant, he naturally wouldn’t be perfunctory, taking a thorough hot bath.

Lü felt the warm body sitting beside him, and could smell the scent of the hotel’s bath gel. As expected of a high-end hotel, the complimentary bath gel wasn’t the cheap, artificial fragrance type; instead, it was like the early morning wilderness, with a cool herbal scent, yet the warmth after bathing prevented the wilderness from feeling cold and lonely.

He turned his head to take a look.

Mo Yi’s bathrobe was loosely tied, and from his angle, he could easily see the other’s sunken collarbone.

His body was still damp, a drop of water sliding from his hair onto his collarbone, tracing a captivating curve before gradually descending, finally falling into the area covered by the bathrobe.

Rather attractive.

So the god openly took a few more glances.

He always felt that over the years, the quality of his servants had been improving. This wasn’t to say that Mo Yi’s appearance had become better-looking, but rather the temperament that had gradually accumulated during their long journey, adding many unique qualities to him, making him more pleasing to the eye than those pretty counterparts offered to him by foolish wishers.

Mo Yi didn’t interrupt, smiling and enjoying the god’s gaze.

Meanwhile, he glanced sideways. Poor Liu Jiang, the handsome man, was lying face down on the floor, unconscious, like a frog that had just been dissected.

A trace of almost imperceptible disdain appeared in Mo Yi’s eyes.

A madman dared to compete with him for the god’s attention? The god’s gaze was better placed on himself.

Ideally, only on himself, but this expectation would mostly remain a delusion.

When the god had finally observed his servant enough, he turned his attention back to the fallen man.

“Find a mental hospital and send him there. I remember Corvus has several hospitals, including mental hospitals. Give him a lifetime package, don’t let him out casually.”

Mo Yi nodded: “I will have them arrange the most strictly managed mental hospital, and equip him with 24-hour surveillance and dedicated personnel to ensure that he will not escape due to any force majeure.”

Liu Jiang is also described in the original work, not some nameless passerby. He is Ye Qi’s crazy fan, whose reckless actions caused Ye Qi a series of troubles, and was eventually sent to a mental hospital.

He shouldn’t have appeared so early, nor should he have had such destructive power, even to the point of destroying Ye Qi.

Now, they need to get the plot back on track, and release the plot character Liu Jiang at the appropriate time to go crazy.

The god’s servant gently waved his hand, restoring the room to its original state, leaving no trace.

Thus, while Ye Qi was working overtime at night to catch up on announcements, a crisis against him was quietly resolved.

·

Yao City is a city that never sleeps. Even late at night, the whole city is still full of vitality.

The god and His servant walked down the street. The god seemed to have a place he wanted to go. He didn’t say it, and Mo Yi didn’t ask, only following tacitly.

The night was colorful, wrapping the two people walking among them in a layer of brilliance. Their shadows were elongated by the streetlights, overlapping in the layers of light and shadow, as if they could never be separated.

There were many couples on the street still enjoying their time together late at night, the air filled with ambiguous atmosphere.

The two of them were among them, seeming to have become one of them.

Suddenly, Mo Yi stopped: “Sorry, I may have to leave for a while, a main system task.”

The god waved his hand, letting him go.

Before their plan was completely finished, Mo Yi still needed to do his superficial inspector work to avoid arousing the suspicion of the main system.

Mo Yi, the hard-working employee running between two places, quietly disappeared into a corner where no one paid attention.

With one person less, the god suddenly lost interest in strolling the streets. The beautiful lights and the rows of shops seemed to lose their color.

He disappeared in place, instantly teleporting to the place he wanted to go.

…

“Boss, what do we do with this kid?”

“Get rid of him, just throw him in any corner.”

“Fat pig, blame yourself for not having eyes, for ruining our good time!”

Huang Sansheng, who had only gone out to buy potato chips, accidentally stumbled upon an illegal drug transaction scene and fell into despair.

His round face turned pale with fright. He looked around, trying to find someone to ask for help.

Unfortunately, this was a hidden alley, a place often used for illegal drug transactions precisely because few people came here.

Huang Sansheng was cornered, two tall adults already surrounding him. They flexed their fists, their faces cruel and malicious, like they were about to deal with their prey.

Huang Sansheng closed his eyes in despair. He crouched against the wall, raising his arms to protect his head, trying to build a small barrier for himself.

Footsteps approached.

His heart sank.

He knew he was a useless little waste, that even if he continued to live this messy life, nothing outstanding would happen. But he still hoped to see the morning sun, even if the sun in the slums was always cut into pieces by the various privately strung wires and hanging clotheslines.

And, his mother was waiting for him.

Huang Sansheng crouched with his head covered for a long time, so long that his arms and legs were numb. But the expected pain never came.

It’s only a few steps away, does it take so long to walk?

A tiny, incredible hope exploded in his heart.

Huang Sansheng carefully kept his head covered and raised his head, then opened his eyes and mouth as wide as his face.

The three fierce-looking drug dealers had somehow fallen to the ground.

He looked around, but he didn’t see any kind-hearted passersby intervening, and he hadn’t heard any extra footsteps.

His plump body trembled involuntarily, Huang Sansheng’s voice trembled: “Could… could it be a ghost?”

A cold wind blew through the alley, as if responding to him.

Huang Sansheng shrank his neck and clasped his hands together in front of him: “Ghost brother, ghost sister, thank you for your righteous act. I… I… I’ll burn paper for you when I get back, can you not include me in this?”

“No…” a voice softly echoed from behind him.

Huang Sansheng immediately jolted. His back… wasn’t that a wall? He couldn’t help but think. Could this ghost pass through walls? Or was it standing upside down, waiting to have a face-to-face with him?

The images in his mind became more and more terrifying, he didn’t dare to turn around.

But his shoulder suddenly sank, as if a hand had fallen on his shoulder, Huang Sansheng trembled again.

“Boy… you have been chosen by me…” the voice continued.

Huang Sansheng cried: “No… my body fat percentage is particularly high, and I eat junk food all day, it’s not healthy at all.”

“Oh?” The soft voice came closer.

A hand pressed down on his head, forcing him to turn to the side and slightly upward.

Huang Sansheng finally saw clearly that there was a window on the wall behind him. Now a beautiful boy was lying on the windowsill, pressing his head with his hand.

Huang Sansheng’s vocabulary was limited, and he hadn’t experienced the baptism of entertainment circle fans, so he couldn’t give any high-sounding compliments, he could only say that he was handsome, more handsome than the protagonists he had seen in his dramas.

At this time, he also understood that he hadn’t encountered a ghost, but had been saved by this boy.

Was this boy a star? That didn’t seem right, would a star have the fighting power to silently knock down three adult men? Or did this boy have some superpowers?

Huang’s second-child brain hole started working again.

The boy looked down at him: “You say, shouldn’t a life-saving grace be repaid?”

Huang Sansheng nodded, his mother had said that a man should repay kindness.

“1, 2, 3.” The boy stretched out his hand, pointing to the three figures lying on the ground, “I saved you three times in total. Shouldn’t you repay me very hard?”

Huang Sansheng: “…”

Is this how life-saving grace is calculated?? Something seems wrong.

The boy looked down at him, seeming displeased with his hesitation: “Do you want to renege on your debt?”

“No, no, no…” Huang Sansheng quickly shook his head.

The boy continued to stare: “Then are you going to return the three lives to me?”

Huang Sansheng continued to shake his head, he didn’t have a resurrection coin, even if he did, he could only return one at most.

Why is this beautiful boy so unreasonable? Is he a gangster? It’s over, he seems to really owe the other party a debt he can’t repay. Wouldn’t he be sold to some godforsaken country to do hard labor next?

Huang Sansheng was already frightened by his own rich imagination.

“Work for me.” The boy had already drawn his own conclusion.

He and Mo Yi needed to prepare in various worlds and couldn’t always stay in this world. And the god also realized that his servant’s workload seemed a bit excessive.

At this time, he needed a trustworthy assistant.

Little Huang was good, as long as he was cultivated, he would grow into a firm and reliable partner.

Unaware that a domineering CEO path was waiting for him, Huang Sansheng only thought that he had just escaped from the tiger’s mouth and entered the wolf’s den: “I… I… I…”

“No? It’s okay. There will be a special team to strictly train you.” The boy emphasized the word “strictly”.

He knew very well that Little Huang was a poor student, so he would definitely arrange the strictest teacher for him.

“…” Huang Sansheng wanted to ask if he was learning to mine coal or build dams, but he was too scared to speak.

“Get up.” The boy reached out to him.

Huang Sansheng tremblingly stood up with the other’s help, as if his throat was choked by fate.

The god crossed countless worlds, broke the barriers of time, returned to the beginning of the story, and had a reunion with a long-lost friend.

Then scared his friend almost to death.

【Author’s Note】

I originally thought that the New Year should be for slacking off, but then I thought, one shouldn’t be too decadent, so I got up and wrote.

Happy New Year everyone!