Apocalypse: I have a supermarket stocked with supplies
Chapter 313: The Unfair Su Yinhe

Chapter 313: The Unfair Su Yinhe

"Indeed," Chi Yan nodded.

In just such a short time, Chang Ying, who was very afraid just a moment ago, now wanted to become sworn brothers with Lin Murong.

"So, Chang Ying, what injuries did you really sustain after all?" Lin Murong, after asking a series of questions, circled back to the original one.

Chang Ying: "..."

No getting around it, huh.

Chang Ying didn’t want to answer and avoided it again.

Lin Murong looked at him and chuckled, "If you don’t want to answer, you don’t want to answer. I understand."

Understand what?

Chang Ying forced a smile.

How could he decently speak of getting hurt in that place?

Was he shameless?

Lin Murong might be shameless, but he had a sense of shame.

He really didn’t want to answer that question.

Tired, just let everything perish.

Chang Ying wore a look of utter despair.

Seeing him like this, Lin Murong also considerately kept silent.

He couldn’t poke a brother in the sore spot.

"Let’s talk about something else then." If this topic couldn’t be known, couldn’t he dig up something else?

"Okay."

Then Brother Bai found out that as soon as Chang Ying sat down for a bit and came back out, he saw Chang Ying chatting enthusiastically with Lin Murong.

Bai Aotian had a face full of question marks.

This...

What is this...

Who said they were scared earlier?

Why now...

"Yo, Brother Bai, finished shopping? Come over and have a seat." Because of where he sat, Lin Murong saw him before Chang Ying did.

Then Lin Murong began waving excitedly.

Bai Aotian: "..."

If it weren’t for the fact that Bai Aotian was holding things in his hands, he would have waved back.

"Come on, just put the stuff on that cart. Let’s chat together," Lin Murong beckoned to him familiarly.

Bai Aotian hesitated for a moment, placed his items, then walked over.

The underling following him, seeing his boss behaving this way, also placed his items accordingly.

"Have a seat, have a seat. Don’t be shy, there are plenty of seats." Lin Murong invited them to take their places.

They sat down with perplexed faces but nonetheless took their seats.

After they sat down, Lin Murong stood up, ran to get some milk tea, and came back. "Brother Bai, here, have some milk tea."

Bai Aotian: "..."

"Thank... thank you," Brother Bai accepted the milk tea, thanking him with some hesitation.

Since Brother Bai took one, his underlings followed suit and took their milk teas.

"Don’t mention it." Lin Murong’s smile was radiant.

Su Yinhe, who had watched the whole process from the side, didn’t understand how they had gotten to this point.

Weren’t they just...?

"What on earth is going on?" Su Yinhe turned to look at Chi Yan, Chi Yan was clever, but she wasn’t sure if his clever little head could comprehend.

"I don’t know either. This... maybe it’s his special ability. Something like... a talent?" Chi Yan said, also sounding a bit uncertain.

"Then... that’s really amazing," Su Yinhe turned her head back to continue watching.

She was curious about what extent it could reach.

Well, the extent did indeed develop to nearly indescribable levels.

Brother Bai and his crew started addressing Lin Murong as brothers.

Su Yinhe was stunned, amazing, truly amazing.

How could they bond so quickly, Su Yinhe rested her chin in her hands, beginning to consider the potential of Lin Murong joining a pyramid scheme.

"He’s too impressive. It would be a waste if he didn’t use it to swindle money in pyramid schemes," Su Yinhe couldn’t help but exclaim.

"Galaxy, you..." Chi Yan looked at her, his face a bit strange.

"Cough, cough, cough, I didn’t say anything," Su Yinhe cleared her throat.

Brother Bai and his underlings started off having a good chat with Lin Murong, addressing each other as brothers.

But then, in the midst of their conversation, Feiyun showed up.

They looked at each other.

Especially Chang Ying, his eyeballs nearly popped out when he saw Feiyun.

"Feiyun!" Chang Ying shrieked.

Then he stood up and lunged forward.

Feiyun, quick and agile, dodged out of the way.

After Feiyun dodged, they set down their things and started fighting.

Of course, they were still mindful not to damage the supermarket’s goods while fighting.

They tiptoed around each other as they exchanged blows.

Su Yinhe watched them fight, starting to feel exhausted herself.

There was really no need to be so careful.

Just go ahead and fight boldly.

Make the fight more spirited.

This constrained way of fighting made her feel tired just watching.

Feiyun truly lived up to his name, Feiyun, as he once again kicked Chang Ying in a place that was indescribably painful.

Chang Ying’s face turned into a palette of colors, resembling a paint swatch.

Brother Bai: "!!!"

Others: "!!!"

"Brother Bai, aren’t you going to help me..." Chang Ying, clutching that unspeakable spot, cried out in agony.

Chang Ying was being bullied like this, the others naturally couldn’t just stand by and watch, they were about to rush to his aid when Lin Murong stepped in to stop them.

"Hey hey hey, no ganging up now. I’m warning you," Lin Murong said sternly.

A fight with so many people would be chaos.

That won’t do.

What if they turned the supermarket into a total mess?

"But he’s bullying people," protested Chang Ying, still clutching his leg and trembling as he pointed at Feiyun.

"But... wasn’t it you who charged out first?" Lin Murong asked.

He had seen it clearly; the first one to charge out was Chang Ying.

"That was... That was because he hit me first," Chang Ying stuttered before finding another excuse.

"So what?"

"So, there’s nothing wrong with my charging out."

"You were the one being shameless, provoking me all along," Feiyun would not let Chang Ying be the only one to speak up.

Chang Ying would naturally only speak for himself, even slandering him.

Feiyun couldn’t just watch as Chang Ying smeared his reputation.

Lin Murong looked from Feiyun to Chang Ying on the ground, his head ached from the situation.

"Alright, alright, let’s have the boss make a judgment," Lin Murong decided to call Su Yinhe over.

Lin Murong pulled the two of them aside, mainly Chang Ying, who was injured and had difficulty walking and needed his help.

Feiyun was fine, able to walk normally.

"Galaxy, you make a fair judgment between these two, see who’s in the right."

Su Yinhe, who was cracking sunflower seeds, was caught off guard and dropped them on the table.

"Huh? Me? Judge?"

"Yes. You’re a bit fairer," nodded Lin Murong.

"Um... although, I’m not exactly fair. What have I done for you to think so highly of me?" Su Yinhe was truly flattered.

Her, fair? When had Su Yinhe ever been fair?

She was the least fair of all.

"Come on. You’re very fair, so make a judgment," Lin Murong stepped to the side, positioning Feiyun and Chang Ying in the center.

Feiyun: "..."

Chang Ying: "..."

Su Yinhe: "..."

Hmm.

This is a bit awkward.

Really.

"Hello there... boss," Feiyun greeted obediently.

Although Chang Ying was injured and speaking itself could aggravate his pain,

seeing Feiyun, his competitive spirit surged. Not wanting to lose to Feiyun, he also greeted her.

Loudly, louder than Feiyun’s greeting.

"Hello, boss."