Place the orders.
Place every single one of them.
Xie Litang practically hated that wretched woman Yang Yiyi to death right now; the hundreds of thousands she had just received had instantly dwindled to a mere few tens of thousands.
Just past nine o'clock the next morning.
The city-wide express delivery arrived at her door.
As the package was opened, Chen Linling's grip on Xie Litang's hand suddenly tightened.
“Sister, this wheelchair...?”
“It's a gift for you. Do you like it?”
“I like it, but... no, I can't accept it. I haven't done anything to help you, Sister, yet I'm leeching off you like a parasite.”
“You don't like it? I don't have money to buy you anything more expensive anyway. You're not a little kid anymore, so don't be stubborn, okay?”
“It's not that! But you risked your life to earn this money, Sister. How could I...?”
“Isn't the whole point of an older sister earning money so her younger sister can spend it?”
Chen Linling's voice choked up a bit, and she wiped her eyes before saying, “Sister, thank you.”
She swore to herself that she would protect the best sister in the world.
“Alright, alright. Once I earn more money, I'll get you a workbench and get your legs treated.”
“Sister, are you training a death-squad operative?”
“Your sister is raising her younger sister.”
Xie Litang went to unwrap the other package.
A hoverboard slightly larger than an ordinary skateboard, forged entirely from high-carbon alloy with a dark-gold luster and a heavy high-tech vibe, met her eyes.
Xie Litang fell in love with it at first sight.
She hefted it.
It weighed roughly forty kilograms. Given her current physical condition, this weight was quite manageable.
As Xie Litang stepped her feet into the foot slots, latches immediately popped out, securing her in place.
After putting on the windproof goggles, the control menu immediately materialized. The hoverboard came with a built-in stabilizer; as long as one didn't try anything suicidal, flying on it was even sturdier than riding four wheels.
Its flight system relied on gravity-sensing acceleration. Simply put, leaning one's center of gravity forward moved it ahead, leaning continuously kept accelerating, and shifting weight backward slowed it down to a stop.
Xie Litang's eyes gleamed as she said, “It actually has a Street Flex Mode? Doesn't this mean I should trick a girl, dye my hair yellow, and fly this hoverboard right up to some old geezer's face to pick up his daughter?”
Chen Linling's eyes widened, and she asked anxiously, “Sister, are you abandoning me?”
Xie Litang took it for a test flight in a circle.
One word: silky.
It responded effortlessly to her every intent.
All she could say was that rich kids certainly knew how to enjoy themselves—it was flashy and cool.
Xie Litang spread her arms, feeling the swift wind as she declared, “I am the Master of the Swift Wind.”
That was, until two traffic cops shot her down with flare guns.
【Speeding violation. Six points deducted, two hundred yuan fine.】
The Master of the Swift Wind had fallen.
Xie Litang went back with a dark expression, then glared at a certain younger sister who was giggling quietly.
“What are you laughing at? Hurry up and pack your things. We're moving today.”
Chen Linling nodded without asking any questions.
After all, she had already bought a maglev wheelchair worth over a hundred thousand; moving somewhere else was no surprise now.
Just as the two were about to go upstairs—
A car drove up to them.
Several people stepped out. Xie Litang recognized them—specifically the tall, lean Dean of Students from Jianghai High School.
“Student Xie, wait a moment.”
Xie Litang frowned slightly and said in an unfriendly tone, “What is it?”
The Dean of Students forced a mechanical smile and acted familiar, saying, “It's like this. After unanimous consideration, our school has decided to specially admit you into Jianghai High School.”
Xie Litang was somewhat surprised. “You want me back?”
The Dean of Students' smile broadened as he said, “That's right. Of course, as a condition, you must sign a statement admitting your mistake, clarify the facts, and apologize to our school.”
Hearing this, Xie Litang nearly burst out laughing. “Admit my mistake, clarify, apologize? I know all those words individually, so why can't I understand a thing when you put them together?”
“Where was I wrong?”
“Clarify what? Isn't it a fact that you're useless trash?”
“Apologize for what? Are you even worthy?”
The smile on the Dean of Students' face faded significantly, and his tone turned mildly threatening. “Student Xie, you'd better think this through. As someone without even a high school diploma, carrying a burden around with you, how are you going to get by in society in the future? This is your last chance.”
Sitting in her wheelchair, Chen Linling's face darkened as she gritted her teeth. “You have no right to judge my sister!”
“Besides, you are clearly the ones in the wrong, yet you're demanding my sister admit a mistake and apologize! Have you no shame?”
“Get the hell out of here!”
Clap, clap, clap.
Xie Litang clapped her hands in applause and praised, “Well said.”
Immediately after, she looked back at the group from Jianghai High School, her expression turning cold. “My sister is not a burden. And... you can get lost now.”
The Dean of Students' face turned livid instantly.
Xie Litang seemed completely immune to both carrot and stick right now.
If things continued like this, not only would he face Principal Xue Haipeng's wrath, but it might also escalate into an academic scandal for Jianghai High School. Stigmatized as an institution that produced trash, next year's enrollment rate would completely plummet.
The Dean of Students gestured toward the car, and a girl who appeared to be about the same age as Xie Litang stepped out, looking arrogant.
“A high school dropout who beat a few nobodies, and now you think you're hot stuff? Since the school is giving you a chance, take it. Or do you want to extort even more? You should learn to be content instead of being so greedy.”
Xie Litang was almost amused by her sheer nerve. “And who the fuck are you supposed to be?”
The girl's face turned cold, her tone icy as she said, “Open your dog eyes and take a good look! I am Ye Lingyun, a special recruit from Jianghai High School recommended for Martial Arts University!”
Xie Litang replied, “So what are you barking about?”
Enraged, Ye Lingyun gritted her teeth and snapped, “Good, good, good! You're the very first person who dares to insult me like this. If I don't beat the crap out of you, I'll take your last name!”
Xie Litang said, “If you want to fight, fight. Why do you talk so much crap?”
Saying that...
...she drew her longsword.
Ye Lingyun sneered and took a step back, arrogantly proclaiming, “I came back this time specifically to teach an arrogant woman like you a lesson and clear my alma mater's name while I'm at it.”
“Tomorrow at the school's Martial Arena.”
“I will beat you in front of the entire school.”
“Of course, I've always been merciful. Losing to me isn't anything to be ashamed of. When the time comes, just admit your mistake obediently and sign that apology letter.”
Shortly after, the group from Jianghai High School drove off.
From start to finish, they hadn't looked Xie Litang straight in the eye.
As for Xie Litang?
She remained remarkably unfazed.
Xie Litang stepped forward and pinched the cheek of Chen Linling, who was looking down and probably overthinking if she was a burden, then said aloud, “What are you standing around for? Let's move.”
Chen Linling: “Sister...”
Xie Litang: “I'll buy you burgers.”
Chen Linling's lips twitched into a smile as she nodded. “Okay.”
In truth, there wasn't much to pack. Aside from Xie Litang's few big bags of clothes, Chen Linling had pitifully few belongings—she barely had any wearable clothes.
“I'll buy you some clothes later.”
“Sister, really, there's no need.”
“Your undergarments even have holes in them.”
“They're still wearable.”
“Throw them away. It was my fault in the past for giving you my hand-me-downs.”
“I can't throw them away.”
“Seriously, don't stand on ceremony with me.”
“Sister, you don't understand.”
“...”
Sigh.
What a sensible younger sister—even if she was picked up off the streets.
Rate on N.U.
