Chapter 63: The Stubborn Girl

“What’s an ID card?”
Xiaoqing blinked her lovely eyes, gazing at the two patrol officers in puzzlement.
At once, the two officers grew wary.
How could there be someone who didn’t know about ID cards? Something was definitely off.
“My little sister has been blind since birth. She can’t see what an ID card is. She longs so desperately to glimpse her own ID, to see what she looks like, but even this small wish is beyond her reach.”
“Big brother, how can you bear to deny our little sister such a simple dream?”
As Li Changlu spoke, tears poured down his face and he stretched out his leg to kick Lord Long Qi, who lay on the ground.
Damn you, let’s see how long you can keep up this act.
But—
Just then, as the two patrol officers eyed Li Changlu with suspicion, a pool of blood-red liquid slowly began to seep from Lord Long Qi’s body.
His whole form started bubbling with crimson fluid, like a shattered bottle of wine.
His head and limbs gradually dissolved into that bloody liquid, flooding across the ground.
...
...
Everyone present was stunned.
At that moment, those who witnessed the scene had wildly different thoughts—
The two patrol officers: This defies science, how can a man suddenly turn into a puddle of blood?
Li Changlu: Holy shit...
Bystander A: So terrifying, I’ve never seen something so horrifying before. Should I wet my pants to commemorate the occasion?
Bystander B: Truly terrifying, but why am I suddenly thinking... I want to scoop some blood pudding?
“Blood?”
Though Xiaoqing was a tomboy, she was still the first to scream, frightened by the gruesome sight.
With her scream, Li Changlu no longer knew how to keep up his lie.
The crowd nearby was also shocked by the scene, fleeing in panic.
The two patrol officers hurriedly shouted at Li Changlu and Xiaoqing, trying to restrain them.
Li Changlu grinned, his mind racing through possible strategies.
Scatter corpse-dissolving powder in broad daylight?
Isn’t this the stuff of martial arts novels?
Seriously, must it be this extreme?
If you don’t want me to join your mission, just say so.
Trying to kill me?
What irked him most was Xiaoqing, who actually raised her hand, preparing to knock out the two officers.
You’re about to assault police—whose side are you on, anyway?
Why does a girl like you always think about knocking people unconscious?
Can’t you master some spell that makes people forget instead?

So exhausting.
The scene devolved into chaos.
Li Changlu had planned to stage a tragic act, then find a farm tricycle to cart Lord Long Qi away, to humble him a bit—let’s see you act superior now.
I’ll make you taste the real world.
But—
Damn it, strike first, huh?
Who would have thought that this handsome, dignified bastard would pull off something like this.
Li Changlu quickly grabbed Xiaoqing and fled.
The two patrol officers threw caution to the wind, chasing after them while calling for backup.
They wanted to catch these two who committed assault in public and used corpse-dissolving powder.
As they ran, the officers witnessed something incredible—
The adorable girl sprinted ahead, quickly overtaking her companion. In the end...
She grabbed her companion’s hand and dragged him along as if he were a sack, completely ignoring his struggles and helplessness.
No one would have guessed that such a small, cute girl could possess such strength.
Chasing after them, the officers were quickly left behind...
Soon, they lost track of the fugitives.
They had no choice but to return to the crime scene to secure it.
But when they came back, the ground was empty.
Nothing remained, as if nothing had happened.
The two stared at each other, speechless.
Sometimes, chaos breeds mistakes—how true that is. Li Changlu had envisioned escape much differently...
I want to flee into a busy shopping mall, where it’s easy to blend in.
At worst, I’d run into a maze of apartment buildings...
Pull off a daring escape, just like in the movies, leaping from rooftops...
And then make a suave getaway...
But—
Now he was being dragged by a girl, sliding across the ground as they escaped?
So humiliating.
I just...
Want to stand up...
Xiaoqing really had changed.
Before, she’d either carry him or run with him on her back...
Now she was dragging him...
Everything can be dragged?
“Qing, it hurts. Can you slow down?”
“No, we’re escaping.”

Xiaoqing dragged Li Changlu with determination, cautiously scanning her surroundings.
Li Changlu could only force a smile as he lay on the ground, being pulled along.
What else could he do?
Faced with this scatterbrained girl, he couldn’t beat her, nor dare to scold her.
He could only be philosophical, pretending to smile through life—at least mentally, he’d gained a small victory, not a total loss.
Thankfully, the clothes given to him by Miss Mingshan were of decent quality, though he’d been dragged across the ground for so long...
Now, he looked like a beggar, his clothes in tatters.
But—
For Xiaoqing, the girl of extraordinary strength, the quality was still a bit lacking. She managed to tear off a sleeve in the end.
“You scared me to death!”
Xiaoqing patted her ample chest, making Li Changlu swallow hard.
“How did you end up like this?”
Xiaoqing stared at Li Changlu in surprise. He looked as though he’d just endured a brutal torture session, his clothes riddled with holes.
“Why do your clothes always get ruined when you run? Did you run too fast?”
Xiaoqing was anxious, quickly checking his injuries. She grabbed a small tear in his clothes, trying to examine what lay beneath.
Rip—
“What are you doing?”
Li Changlu looked down in shock at the tear in his clothes. What had been a small hole was now completely ripped open thanks to Xiaoqing, nearly bursting the whole garment.
“I’m checking your injuries!”
Xiaoqing blinked, seriously inspecting Li Changlu.
“Don’t move.”
“Stay away from me...”
“Let me do it.”
“I can handle it.”
“Trust me.”
Li Changlu clutched his aching head, slapping it repeatedly. Ever since meeting Xiaoqing, none of his clothes had survived beyond the second episode...
This was so difficult.
How do you deal with a clothes-tearing maniac?
“Why are you covering your face? You must be in a lot of pain, right?”
Xiaoqing continued to look at him with concern. Seeing him clutch his face and shake his head in agony, she smoothed her hair and leaned in close.
“What are you trying to do?”
Li Changlu began to doubt his life. He was already somewhat afraid of Xiaoqing when she got serious, retreating further and further.
Xiaoqing was stubborn; anxious, she straddled Li Changlu, trying to forcefully inspect his injuries.
And so—
A cute girl was astride a bewildered young man, her hands roaming over him.
“You two really know how to play.”