They said it was a fight, but it was really just Liang Xiaoyan pinning Su Jing to the ground and beating her up—pulling her hair and slapping her so hard that she cried, cursed, and screamed.
She didn’t use any superpowers—just rough, street-fighting techniques.
At the South City Base, using your superpowers on an ordinary person is strictly forbidden unless your life is truly in danger.
As for how many people actually followed that rule behind closed doors, no one really knew.
Jiang Nian and Huang Qian’s gossip instincts lit up instantly, especially when they realized the person being beaten up had once tried to morally blackmail them. They really wanted to clap in support, but Cheng Jing and Lu Ningzhou stopped them.
Someone in the crowd yelled that the patrol was coming, and the jeers and cheers only grew louder, mixing with the shrieks and curses of the women fighting.
Everyone was curious but didn’t want to jump in and join the fun. As they walked toward the parking lot, Jiang Nian quietly asked Li Shuhui,
“Xiaohui, what did you say to Liang Xiaoyan when you two met yesterday? The two of them are brawling now.”
Li Shuhui covered her mouth with her hand and whispered back,
“I told Liang Xiaoyan who Su Jing really is. I also mentioned that her two teammates have been visiting Su Jing a lot and passing along messages to her, just like Brother Sheng said.”
At first, she didn’t understand. But then it all clicked.
Liang Xiaoyan hadn’t hidden her emotions much, and she had admitted that she was emotionally attached to Da Jun and Xiao Liu.
So, when she found out that those two men had been secretly fooling around with a woman like Su Jing behind her back, she completely snapped and felt utterly betrayed.
Since Xiao Liu and Da Jun weren’t around, Su Jing naturally became the target of her rage.
People are funny like that. Even if they didn’t really want something themselves, seeing someone else take it could still make them jealous.
Li Shuhui didn’t fully understand, but she didn’t say much. Besides, Liang Xiaoyan had told her that she wanted to leave her current team and join a new one. She had even asked Li Shuhui to help her get in touch with Cheng Jing. But Li Shuhui turned her down.
After all, Liang Xiaoyan had openly and secretly looked down on Jiang Nian.
She’d already told the others, though, so how her brothers handled it was none of her concern.
All she had to do was maintain a superficial “classmate” relationship with Liang Xiaoyan and avoid unnecessary conflict. As the saying goes, you don’t need to fear the villain in front of you—it’s the backstabber behind you that’s dangerous.
“…”
Once they were back at the dormitory building, Cheng Jing quietly said to Yang Kai,
“Liang Xiaoyan is probably furious after what just happened with Su Jing. You can use this opportunity to tell her that her teammates have been secretly working with Su Jing and Xia Weiwei behind her back, profiting from it without giving her a cut.”
Liang Xiaoyan was proud and scheming. She couldn’t stand her team, yet she still wanted to join them? What a joke.
He wouldn’t hit a woman over this, but he had no objection to using her to his advantage.
He hoped that she would stir up trouble with her teammates and then with Xia Weiwei. Maybe she could even squeeze some useful information out of Su Jing.
“Got it, Captain,” Yang Kai nodded seriously, then headed to the garage to pick up his Gray Knight.
Jiang Nian looked a little confused. After they got back upstairs, he couldn’t help but ask,
“Brother Jing, why did you let Brother Kai be the one to tell her?”
Cheng Jing explained straightforwardly:
“It’ll be more convincing if the message comes from someone she’s already angry with. Even if Xia Weiwei finds out, she can’t do anything to him. At the same time, this releases some controlled intel—it shows that Nancheng Base isn’t happy with Xia Weiwei or Base S.”
“Ohhh!” Jiang Nian finally understood.
“I thought tossing some fuel into the fire would be enough. I didn’t expect it to be so complicated.”
He admitted that he wasn’t good at this kind of thing.
Cheng Jing smiled gently.
“Don’t worry. I’ll handle it.”
“…”
Jiang Nian nodded. He knew his strengths and weaknesses. He wasn’t the type to force himself to do something he wasn’t good at; otherwise, he’d only make things worse.
“It’s so hot, Brother Jing. I want something cold to drink.”
Jiang Nian tugged at his collar and turned on the living room fan to cool down.
Cheng Jing washed his hands, opened the fridge, and asked,
“Soda or sparkling water?”
Jiang Nian thought for a moment, then grinned slyly.
“Beer. I’m in a great mood today, but I didn’t drink any earlier.”
With that, he flopped down on the sofa. He’d held back earlier in case he got drunk and did something stupid in public, which would embarrass Brother Jing.
“You only get one can.”
Cheng Jing handed him a can of beer and a bottle of sparkling water.
“Okay, Dad!”
Jiang Nian grinned obnoxiously. When his boyfriend’s expression turned dark, Jiang Nian snatched the beer and looked cheeky.
“Come on, just one can—you’re so stingy!”
Cheng Jing: “…”
Immature people wear their emotions on their sleeves.
After taking two big gulps, Jiang Nian let out a contented burp, leaned back, and half-closed his eyes as he stared at the ceiling.
Every time Cheng Jing saw him like this, he felt an overwhelming urge to bite his neck.
Back when he was a kid, he heard adults say that people with long necks usually have bad tempers and those with short, thick necks tend to be hotheaded. He didn’t know about anyone else, but when it came to Jiang Nian, this description was spot on.
Noticing his focused gaze, Jiang Nian tilted his head and smirked.
“You’re totally thinking about biting me.”
“…”
Cheng Jing silently looked away and took a sip of his soda. This little punk!
Jiang Nian scooted over shamelessly and tapped his beer can against Cheng Jing’s bottle.
“Cheers.”
Cheng Jing gave him a sideways look and asked,
“What do you think about the animal energy antibodies Professor Mo mentioned?”