Stuck in a Chinese novel

Wei Jun working in his office when he received a call from an unknown number. He picked it up and heard the female voice on the other side, "Good evening, Mister Ruan."

"Miss Peng. I thought you weren't going to consider this." Wei Jun said since it was very late into the night when she called him. The clock was pushing eleven and he expected to hear from her in the evening, not at this time.

Wei Jun had no reason to go home so he decided to just work in the office and spend the night.

"Your reputation made me hesitant." She was quite blunt when she said that. She then added, "I am in a desperate situation and you are known for taking advantage of women over that issue."

"Then why did you call?" Wei Jun asked.

"The man I met today didn't display such signs. I could have been mistaken or you were just concealing it well. Either way, I don't know for sure so let us meet and discuss business." Yue Peng said.

Wei Jun nodded and said, "Let us meet tomorrow for lunch then."

"Very well." The call ended, from the other side, and Wei Jun leaned back in his seat. Wei Jun didn't know what impact Yue Peng had on the story because he hadn't read that novel part yet. In the first volume, it was mostly introductory and Shao Chen was just a messiah to people.

Nothing else. No other character was introduced and Yue Peng wasn't mentioned as well. Wei Jun was going in blind with this novel and he had no idea what was going on.

But what he did know was that Shao Chen was there for a reason and that reason seemed to be connected with Yue Peng.

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Wei Jun nodded. He was low on level and very much behind on cultivation. His cultivation depended entirely on his level and his level was currently pathetic. He wouldn't be able to escape from Sun Ruan's influence without power.

Power he didn't have.

Just as Wei Jun was in that dilemma, his cell phone rang. He picked it up and the other person spoke in a pure Chinese accent, "Shall we meet?"

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"He made a call today at this number." Mark Wilson said and showed Wei Jun a picture. The picture was of a burly man with thick dyed green hair and a scar on his left eye. His skin was tanned and his face wasn't charming in the least.

Even through the picture, Wei Jun could tell that the man was a killer.

"His name is Raymond Ten." Mark Wilson said, "He is a mercenary. A well-known mercenary. His team isn't unheard of even though it hasn't been long since he established it. The reason?"

Mark asked as he placed another photograph on the table. The photograph of a familiar man.

"One Shao Chen. The sole reason why his mercenary team is so well known." Mark said as he sipped his coffee and continued, "Shao Chen is a cultivator at the Qi manifestation realm. Despite his realm, he is still very efficient, skilled, and several times stronger than his peers."

"Shao Chen joined this particular mercenary team three years ago, on the promise that Raymond would help Shao Chen with his problem back here in this city," Mark said and stopped speaking.

Wei Jun took out a flower from his pocket. It was crystal solid and emitting a chill that for some reason couldn't be felt from Wei Jun's pocket but now that it was out in the open, he could Mark could feel it.

Well, Wei Jun was keeping it in his inventory.

Mark hurriedly grabbed the flower only to let it go the next moment because of how cold it was. Wei Jun pulled out a piece of paper next and wrapped the flower in it and said, "This will help the person you want to. It is a hundred years old cold blade flower. It had enough Yin Qi to free everything in its vicinity. But for some reason, it only harms fire-attributed things.

Such as you with fire-attributed mana, me with yang energy but not this table."

Mark took the flower wrapped in the cloth, looked at Wei Jun, and said, "I guess you now trust me enough to speak."

"Good work," was all Wei Jun said and left the restaurant they were both meeting in.

It was well past two in the morning and Wei Jun still wasn't tired. He decided to go home instead of his office and rest, even if he had to force it. His core stability was just twenty percent left. He could do it even now but for some reason, he didn't want to. He just wanted to lie down in his bed and sleep.

That was his way of coping with his new life.

After all, Wei Jun wasn't as busy as he was in his previous life. He barely ran ten businesses now and even they were all on the starting level. The most trouble they gave him was the signing of documents.

As Wei Jun arrived at his home, he felt something. A presence. But for some reason, he didn't worry about it. It didn't belong to someone he was familiar with but he still didn't panic.

There was no hostility in the presence. Wei Jun sighed and made his way to the kitchen from where he could feel the person. He entered to see the blue-eyed girl, Yan Rong merrily eating pie from his fridge.

She was taking in small bites when she saw Wei Jun enter.

"If you're here to get dirt on me, you're in the wrong place." Wei Jun said.

Yan Rong chuckled and said, "No. That wasn't why I was here. I just had a few follow-up questions."

Wei Jun dismissed her obvious lie and looked at the body lying on his kitchen floor. It was a man in a familiar black op-like outfit, the kind Ju Bai Lu wore when he came to kill Wei Jun.

"I hope he wasn't your friend. If he was, then my condolences." Yan Rong said.

Wei Jun looked at her. Even if he were to tell her that the man dead on the floor was indeed his friend, he doubted she would feel any remorse over that.

She would simply brush it off because that was how it looked to him right now. Wei Jun shook his head slightly in response and took the seat opposite her.

"Why did you kiss me that day?" Wei Jun asked.

"I like you." Yan Rong straightforwardly said.

"Why?" Wei Jun asked.

Yan Rong chuckled as she said, "You know if normally a girl says that, the guy is supposed to get all flustered. Not go why?"

"I'm not a normal person." Wei Jun said.

"True. Maybe that's what I like about you." Yan Rong said.

"What do you want?" Wei Jun asked.

"Nothing. I just wanted to eat this pie in your fridge." Yan Rong said as she stood up. Wei Jun raised his guard which made Yan Rong chuckle as she said, "Don't worry. I won't kiss you again."

With that, she left and just as she was about to get out of the door, she turned to him and said, "He said something about it being an order from the elder. Don't know what that means though."

She left. After Wei Jun was sure there was nothing else, he stood up and examined the state of the man. His face was peeled off, as if frozen which caused his vessels to clot and his face to peel straight off.

Aside from that, there were some organs missing, the ones he needed to live. The torture technique wasn't so refined but Wei Jun had to admit that there was room for improvement.

Wei Jun extended his hand and began to discharge Qi into the dead body. The intense heat began to melt the body but that wasn't all, it soon began to disappear as its cells burned down and disintegrated.

Very soon, there was no sign of a body in the room. Some ash and a dark spot but other than that, nothing. Besides the blood to explain the fact that something happened there, nothing else would point to a murder.

Wei Jun had seen that man. Although his face was gone, Wei Jun could tell from the body proportions of the man and his lack of hair. He was one of the elders. The young elders of the sect, he was one of them.

An existence Wei Jun couldn't have been able to defeat. Yet, from the signs displayed by the blue-eyed girl, Wei Jun could tell that she didn't struggle in the least against an opponent that could have easily killed Wei Jun.

Yet she was just in the Qi manifestation realm.

'Who is she?' Wei Jun was left with just that question as he stood up and made his way to his bed.