Stuck in a Chinese novel

As usual, Wei Jun left his office and made his way back to his apartment. Since he was living alone, there were no chefs to cook for him but his cooking skills were decent enough for him to make dishes consisting of beef and only beef.

He was, as usual, going to his apartment via the highway because that was the fastest route.

"You think it will work, boss?" Li Wei asked over the phone.

Wei Jun nodded and said, "It will. She's desperate. I can take advantage of that."

"I see. But wouldn't it be better to just take advantage? Putting in such a huge amount is a risk." Li Wei said.

"I'm not going blind into this. Yue Peng has decent talent. She has managed to take her company this far without any powerful support. Just imagine what she could do with my name backing her up. This hundred million would be multiplied several times in just a matter of months." Wei Jun gave his reason even though he didn't need to. But Li Wei was useful, to the point that he even granted her requests.

"Done then, boss. Oh, and the people you asked me to look for, found them. They are coming in on Saturday. Do you want me to delay them?" Li Wei asked.

"No. I wanted them here quicker but since they have work, they must be late because of that." Wei Jun replied.

"Very well. Then I will see you tomorrow, boss." Li Wei said as she hung up the phone. Wei Jun also stored his phone in the inventory.

He was driving with a smile despite his problems that were slowly increasing day by day.

The main issue of the protagonists. His grandfather and his wife, his one-sided love life that he had no clue about what to do, and finally, a certain blue-eyed girl who had killed an elder of his sect.

He was certain she knew of his biker identity as well. When Wei Jun researched about her, he found out that she was in the cultivator's special forces. If she still didn't do anything despite that, it meant there was something wrong in her head.

For some reason, Wei Jun liked that.

While he was thinking over everything, his ears picked up a small, almost nonexistent sound.

He would have missed it, or he had missed many of them but only happened to pick up this one. As he focused, he heard another one.

The sound resembled the sound of 'Tick'.

Tick.

Tick.

Wei Jun's eyes widened as he hurriedly opened the car door to jump out but it was already too late.

[Qi armament]

Boom!!!

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Wei Jun stood up slowly, his face a little burned but otherwise, he was fine. The explosion wasn't a simple one but one that had the power to at least blow an entire building down.

Which meant it was for a cultivator.

Wei Jun managed to survive because of his ridiculously high physical stats, pushing all of Qi into the Qi armament, and because of the suit he was wearing.

[Gilliard's armor]

[Defense stat +10]

[Charm +2]

[Self-clean and self-mending available]

[Cost: 10000 gold]

Even in such a situation, he didn't use death Qi. He was fine with burning but not leaving any sort of trace that could lead to him. He was desperate, but not stupid.

He made sure to cover all the bases. It was clear where the bomb came from and who was behind it. It meant that that person was trying to gauge Wei Jun's capabilities.

Death Qi was a card he couldn't afford to show anyone, and he also couldn't show it to anyone lest he was willing to welcome an onslaught from many of the major powers.

After his death Qi awakened, and he made sure to search for the evil cultivators. After what he found, he had to hide that Qi inside of him and never let it show the light of the day.

Because there was no internal fighting when it came to a common enemy. Sects competed with each other, the cultivator's special forces led their authority to the new levels and the military was too busy calling the shots of the empire.

All in all, no one was united.

However, in one case, they were all united as super-glued papers. When evil cultivators were concerned. They would throw away their petty excuses and unite to eliminate that threat.

Wei Jun wasn't willing for the entire empire to come after him yet so he made sure to not reveal anything regarding it.

Wei Jun looked down at his suit which was almost as new as it was before. Aside from a few charred marks on his face and his destroyed car along with the destroyed area around him, Wei Jun showed no indication of being in an accident.

He didn't leave though. He just made his way to the side of the road and sat down. A big explosion like this and no one noticed? No way in hell. Soon enough, someone will be coming. Wei Jun waited for that.

Sure enough, soon sirens could be heard in the distance. The police arrived along with an ambulance. They saw Wei Jun and the destroyed car.

Wei Jun was checked and once he was given the go, the police took him with him but he was taken to the police station.

Wei Jun smiled because he knew why that was so but he didn't resist. Zhao Hui must have pulled some strings and brought him there even though it was clear that he was the victim.

Wei Jun didn't mind though. Zhao Hui was a rare source of entertainment that allowed him to feel amused often.

"State your name and age." Zhao Hui said.

"I'm hurt that you forgot my name, detective. I thought we had a special bond." Wei Jun said with a hurtful expression on his face.

"The only bond we have is that of a policeman and a suspect. But you won't remain so for long." Zhao Hui said.

"Are you sure it's a good idea to arrest me? Someone who has publicly supported you so much. And now that I was the victim of an assassination attempt." Wei Jun asked with a smirk to which Zhao Hui didn't reply.

"Where were you going when the incident happened?" Zhao Hui asked.

"Home." Wei Jun replied.

"Be more specific." Zhao Hui said.

"I was going to my apartment after a tiring day at work." Wei Jun specified.

"Why do you think someone would want to kill you? Have you offended anyone recently?" Zhao Hui asked.

Wei Jun smiled. "My god, you're subtle." Wei Jun said as he leaned in and said, "Why don't you ask what you want to ask."

"Very well," Zhao Hui said, "Do you think that this assassination attempt is linked to the murders you are suspicious of?"

Wei Jun leaned back in his seat as he replied, "Even if I were a murderer as you accused. The people in question aren't resourceful enough to procure such high-quality explosives." Wei Jun said.

"And how would you know what high-quality explosive material is?" Zhao Hui asked.

"The Ruan family is in charge of digging a Qi crystal vein. It is a small one but we can still get a decent amount out of it. The explosives used in that mine give off the smell of methoxyl. It is a sort of chemical that prevents oxygenized explosions."

"It relieves a certain smell. I smelled the same after the explosion." Wei Jun gave an explanation.

"Is that so? Does that mean someone you know is trying to kill you?" Zhao Hui asked since that was how the explosives could have been obtained.

"I wouldn't know. Isn't that your job?" Wei Jun asked.

"How did you survive?" Zhao Hui asked without willing to humor Wei Jun.

Wei Jun smiled and said, "I have something very mystical called Qi. I had to exhaust all of it but I managed to protect myself."

"It is almost impossible to protect yourself from a blast of that intensity. Certainly impossible with your level of Qi." Zhao Hui said.

"And that is where the secret part comes." Wei Jun said.

"I thought we had a bond, Mister Ruan. How can I help you when you are withholding information?" This time, Zhao Hui acted hurt.

"Using my own words against me, smart." Wei Jun said before he simply ripped the sleeve of his jacket.

"What was that?" Zhao Hui asked. Stay updated via m-v l|e'm,p y r

"Wait for a moment." Wei Jun said as he showed the sleeve, which was being repaired on its own, to Zhao Hui.

Zhao Hui was a little taken aback but not overly impressed. Wei Jun was rich. He could have afforded some treasure.

"This isn't just some dress that fixes itself on its own. It also makes me impervious to bullets and other equivalent threats. My Qi and this suit worked together to protect me." Wei Jun explained.

"But even so---" Zhao Hui began his argument only to be interrupted when the door opened and an angry man entered while he huffed and panted and said, "YA! ZHAO HUI! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!!!!"