Chapter 57: She’s Got a Blood Curse!

Su Bao, the little stoic, had turned mischievous.

She glanced at Lin Siyi and slowly said, “You’re too heavy. You’d crush me to death.”

Lin Siyi was livid. “You—”

Su Bao found Lin Siyi peculiar.

Black energy swirled around her.

Her life star was dim.

A black line stretched across her forehead, seemingly condensing into a dark, ominous aura.

It was a sign of a short life!

For mortals, the greatest fear was an imbalance of yin and yang.

A strong yang aura could subtly influence a person’s mood, keeping them away from filth and negativity. But a heavy yin aura disrupted the body’s energy field, leaving it weak and vulnerable. This attracted more yin and malicious energy, leading to misfortune after misfortune. And once all their luck was drained…

Death would follow.

“Da Hei, she seems to have a blood curse!” Su Bao remarked curiously.

Da Hei looked confused. “Did you do it?”

Su Bao quickly denied it. “It wasn’t me!”

Da Hei remained puzzled. “Then who did?”

Su Bao tilted her head, still denying it. “I don’t know.”

Both girl and bird stared at each other in mutual confusion.

And then, as if it didn’t matter, they promptly forgot about it.

After all, Su Bao wasn’t exactly a “kind” little stoic, and Da Hei…

Well, Da Hei’s thoughts always followed Su Bao’s lead.

As Su Bao left the dorm, she glanced back at Lin Siyi, her curiosity piqued.

“Strange. Who wants her dead?”

Da Hei pondered. “She and those boys were involved in killing the original Su Bao. Maybe someone’s pulling the strings behind the scenes. Could it be them?”

Lin Siyi, oblivious to her impending doom, noticed Su Bao staring at her and snapped, “What are you looking at?!”

Su Bao immediately averted her gaze.

Mo Qiao Qiao, seeing Su Bao leave the dorm, quickly followed.

“Su Bao, Su Bao, what’s for breakfast today?”

“Meat buns,” Su Bao replied without hesitation.

“Su Bao, Su Bao, do you not like that Lin… uh, what’s her name again?” Mo Qiao Qiao asked, completely forgetting Lin Siyi’s name. Her poor memory was the reason Mo Zhixuan had sent Mo Yan, a high-ranking military officer, to oversee her military training in the first place.

“Lin Siyi,” Su Bao supplied.

Mo Qiao Qiao nodded enthusiastically. “Yes, yes, that’s it.”

“Su Bao, do you not like Lin… Lin something?”

Su Bao: “…”

She didn’t bother correcting her this time.

Mo Qiao Qiao tugged on Su Bao’s sleeve mischievously. “If you don’t like her, I’ll tell my grandpa she’s bullying me!”

Su Bao was baffled.

Why tell your grandpa?

“My grandpa’s really nice! He never lets anyone bully me. If someone does, he’ll bully them back!”

Despite her simple-mindedness, Mo Qiao Qiao could be surprisingly cunning.

The Mo family had gone to great lengths to ensure their not-so-bright daughter wouldn’t be taken advantage of. The first thing they taught her was how to tattle.

“And there’s my big uncle, second uncle, third uncle, big cousin, second cousin, and third cousin! No one dares bully me!”

Mo Qiao Qiao rattled off the names of everyone who doted on her.

Su Bao fiddled with the hem of her shirt.

For some reason, a pang of bitterness welled up inside her.

In her past life… aside from that woman and the brother who bore all her pain but whom she’d never met, she hadn’t heard of any other family.

Su Bao didn’t understand why her mood suddenly dropped.

Having died at seven and spent nine years trapped in a glass jar, Su Bao didn’t recognize this feeling as envy.

She only had Da Hei by her side. And Da Hei had it even worse—no one had ever said they’d protect it.

Everyone else wanted to capture her and refine her.

Feeling down, Su Bao only ate four meat buns for breakfast.

The cafeteria lady even asked, “Child, only four today?”

Su Bao nodded gloomily. “Mm, four.”

***

“Mo Yan, did you see Xiao Bao eat the jade pendants I gave her?”

Fu Lang still couldn’t get over it. Even now, he couldn’t wrap his head around it.

Could she even digest them?

Did they even taste like anything?

“Mm, I saw,” Mo Yan replied, his suspicions about Su Bao growing by the minute.

“And you’re not surprised?” Fu Lang was incredulous. His jaw had practically hit the floor, yet Mo Yan remained calm and composed.

“I’m considering whether to send her to a research lab,” Mo Yan said seriously.

Fu Lang exploded. “What the hell, you beast! You want to send Xiao Bao to a lab to be dissected by those freaks?!”

The Huaxia Research Institute.

That place wasn’t for normal people.

Forget the test subjects— even the researchers there were freaks!

Mo Yan shrugged. “On second thought, there are plenty of people who can eat metal and glass. The institute has already done extensive research on that. It’s just a strong digestive system. They probably wouldn’t be interested. Never mind.”

Fu Lang: “…” *Internally screaming.*

Even if Mo Yan was joking, Fu Lang felt the need to warn him.

“Mo Yan, I’m telling you, don’t lay a finger on Xiao Bao! I know her identity is suspicious, but she’s just a kid. Plus, she saved my life. You’re cold-hearted, but for the sake of our friendship, don’t screw her over!”

Despite his carefree demeanor, Fu Lang was fiercely loyal.

“I’ve already filed a cross-department request. The Special Abilities Division is on their way,” Mo Yan said nonchalantly. “They’ll protect you. As for Su Bao, as long as she hasn’t committed any crimes, I won’t do anything to her. But let me give you some advice: stay away from her.”

Mo Yan was always calm and detached.

But when it came to joking, he could be surprisingly quick-witted.

If someone earned his respect, he’d go to great lengths to protect them.

For example, he had quietly arranged for the Special Abilities Division to assist Fu Lang without saying a word.

But for those who didn’t matter to him…

He was ruthlessly indifferent.

“She’s not ordinary. She’s not human. And she doesn’t play by the rules. Be careful, or you’ll get dragged into her mess,” Mo Yan warned, every word hitting the mark.

Fu Lang had no room to argue.

No wonder the elders of the aristocratic families held Mo Yan up as a role model for their younger generations.

He always thought things through thoroughly, suspecting everything that needed to be suspected.

Tsk…

With a personality like his, it was hard to imagine what kind of woman could ever catch his eye.