translator: xiin
editors: apricot & juurensha
Wu Jin’s eyes instantly opened wide.
His thoughts jumped around lightning fast. It seemed that he’d seen this face somewhere before––
“Sorry.” The man’s mouth curved slightly, and his fingers twisted around the rose, pulling it out of his pocket. His formal wear with its modern cut was low-key yet luxurious, and the corner of his shirt could be seen when he raised his hand.
He wore silver rimmed glasses that made him appear like the ‘Imperial gentlemen’ that were described in the tabloids, but the eyes behind the lens blazed with a strange light.
Wu Jin subconsciously lifted up the bench to scoot back. He clearly remembered where he’d seen him before. In the White Moonlight Battle Team corridor, on the bulletin board, there was an old, yellowed poster––
The man held up the rose and handed it to Wu Jin. The curves of his muscles beneath the shirt were extremely exaggerated, his skin color was dark, and the skin from the back of his hand to his forearm was covered in fierce and threatening tattoos.
He didn’t give Wu Jin any opportunity to refuse. It seemed that he’d been in a top position for a long time, and he had the look of the wilderness in his eyes.
The rose stem was smooth and flat, the sharp thorns cut off with precise knife work.
“I’m sorry. I should have e to pick you up earlier.” He spoke to Wu Jin.
Wu Jin was stunned silly, “I-I don’t know you… you-you’re…”
The black rose was stuffed into Wu Jin’s hands, and the man suddenly held onto him. The youth’s unprepared right hand was imprinted with a red mark.
The man leaned over to give it a kiss. Wu Jin shrank back. It felt like the back of his hand had been brushed by a snake.
Wu Jin wanted to withdraw, but he was pulled on tightly by a huge force and couldn’t break free. At this time, his terminal beeped noisily––
“Holy shit!” The fans behind them who’d originally been watching the gossip unfold were staring so hard their eyes almost popped out of their sockets. After that came the loud shouts from some of the young girls, “There’s-there’s-there’s a stalker fan ahhhh! Save Little Witch ahhhh!!”
The crowd in the Snow Leopard Building was suddenly disturbed as four or five security guards who’d been maintaining the line suddenly rushed in one after another, but someone was even faster than they were.
There was a boom!
The dust in the air split apart, and it appeared that some hard object had just been broken. The security guards’ first reaction was to push the fans back, and when they looked up again, their mouths dropped open––
Wei Shi stood coldly in front of Wu Jin, his body upright and powerful like a sharp blade.
The long table that was used for autographs had been kicked over by Wei Shi, and the man who’d originally held onto Wu Jin was forced to withdraw his hand and dodge. The table, chair, paper, signature pen, and other debris was scattered all over the ground as Wei Shi stood directly in front of the other person and blocked Wu Jin strictly behind him.
The little sister closest to them sucked in a breath of cold air.
She’d never seen Contestant Wei get angry before, and from such a close distance, it left her trembling and shivering.
The man’s gaze turned to Wei Shi, and he narrowed his eyes.
Wu Jin’s expression was angry and indignant. He was still foolishly holding onto the rose that had been pushed into his hand, his curls shooting everywhere chaotically. The man licked the corner of his mouth and actually laughed, speaking in a voice that only the three of them could hear, “Little Jin, I’m your match. Wait for me.”
“Remember, my name is Shao Yu.”
Wei Shi didn’t hesitate to throw a punch. Shao Yu seemed to know what he would do, and their attacks smashed together like colliding mountains. Wei Shi made use of his real strength, and Shao Yu soon grunted and frowned––
Next to him, Wei Yan and Zoe were both approaching at a run. Caesar had directly picked up a chair and was about to drive the man away, while Ming Yao was extremely resourceful, “Take photos! Expose him! Blacklist him!”
Shao Yu didn’t linger. He turned away from the crowd and disappeared.
Wei Yan had only just gotten close and could only see the back of his figure, but his body suddenly trembled.
Inside the Snow Leopard Building, the logistics team and Crosson staff all ran out one after another. Fans finally recovered from the shock and started touting, “Scarf CP real love”, “A knight saves Little Witch”, and so on. Many even took out their terminals to snap pictures of the two of them standing together––
Wei Shi had previously refused to attend the handshake event. It appeared that he’d only just removed his bat uniform, and the top three buttons of his white shirt were undone. His body still carried a murderous aura from the fight just now.
He was expressionless as he turned, protecting Wu Jin in front of the cameras and escorting him inside the building. He didn’t respond to the shouts around him and only nodded at Zoe, who looked on with worry from a distance.
Before the two of them disappeared into the building, the little fan closest to them saw Wu Jin obediently hand over the right hand that had been pinched…
The fans lining up outside the building exploded.
“God Wei is too handsome, his boyfriend powers are maxed out ahhhh––Scarf is REAL, I’m going to burst out in tears!”
“Calling out to support God Wei! He’s so righteous, I feel such heartache for my son and want to stroke Little Witch’s soft curls. It was so scary! Silly Little Witch, if he dares to attack you, you don’t have to concern yourself about whether or not he’s a fan, just punch him and be done with it!”
“Everyone stand up for Little Witch! I’m not pushing the CP, but Contestant Wei was really damn cool––”
“Question! Director, will Little Witch’s handshake event continue?” Some fans inquired timidly.
The Crosson program producer finally came over, panting for breath. He’d been so scared that he almost ended up putting his cigarette butt into his mouth. He gestured to everyone, apologized, then directly called Wu Jin on his terminal, “… Little Witch, are you okay? Yes, there’s still a line. We sent out over 300 handshake coupons, here…”
The munication ended. The program producer sighed in relief, “It’s fine, just wait a few minutes!”
The crowd was once again in high spirits.
Five minutes later, Wu Jin pulled his small stool back to his seat again and continued to seriously sign autographs for his fans. There was now an additional expressionless big boss keeping watch beside him.
The program group was intimidated by Contestant Wei’s aura and quickly moved a table nearby, adding a small card that said, ‘Not participating in the handshake event’.
“……” Wu Jin snuck a glance at the big boss who was practically labelled ‘not for sale’.
Thoughts flickered through his mind.
Shao Yu. The first of the three genetically modified in the Federal institute, the R-Code Team captain who’d held up a championship cup on the White Moonlight poster wall.
He’d defected to the Empire four years ago.
After identifying who Shao Yu was, Wu Jin’s mind was full of ‘imperial scientific research institution arresting an illegal immigrant, sending Shao Yu to capture a certain Wu for dissection and experimentation’…
However, he’d been in a state of confusion ever since he’d transmigrated over. How could Shao Yu know about that? The ‘match’ he mentioned, what did that mean?
Wu Jin obediently signed another autograph for a fan. The little fan looked at the Wu Jin’s right hand that had been wrapped up like a giant marshmallow and then timidly turned to the cold and distant Wei Shi, “God Wei, can you sign too…”
Wei Shi glanced at Wu Jin.
“!!!” Wu Jin bounced up, the ‘dissection and research’, ‘being cut into slices and distributed evenly’, ‘marbled meat Little Witch’ that had been running through his mind disappearing instantly.
Wei Shi set down the
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