Superhumans of the Dome City -
Chapter 177 - 177 62 Peace_2
177: Chapter 62 Peace_2 177: Chapter 62 Peace_2 “What’s with that expression?
It reminds me of a dead fish flipping over in a sewer.”
Kardesia said with a sheepish smile.
“Alice, darling~ should I call you big sister?”
“Cough, cough, COUGH!!!”
Before she could curse Shiyu Lianyi, Miss Ling choked on her beer.
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“Next stop, Conghua Road.
Passengers heading for the Thorn District, please disembark within the next three stops.
Next stop, Conghua Road…”
A synthesized electronic voice played in the empty last bus, where only two Superpower Users were sitting in the rear seats.
“Not flying back this time.”
“I think I flew enough for today.
No more strength, can’t do it.”
“You did replenish with food.”
“Consider the mental fatigue, Miss.”
The grey-haired young man looked out the window at the passing lights and said, “What about Qiluo?”
“She usually lives in the central district.
Just staying at my place for one more night today.”
“Oh.”
Qin Qianbai stared at the ceiling expressionlessly and said, “I felt a sense of crisis.”
“Why, planning to enter the idol industry too?
Give it up, a ‘no-name’ Martial Arts Faction singer won’t catch on!”
“Replace dance with martial arts as the selling point.”
“The audience would probably all be old men with big beards.”
“Sell duel vouchers to core fans.”
“Fans who buy those should consider getting personal accident insurance too.”
“The voucher allows you to duel the idol to the death.”
“Don’t take ‘kill or be killed’ literally!”
Thump, thump.
The Miss gently elbowed me as a sign of protest.
“See, this is the punishment for Ah Ce who keeps nitpicking.”
“It’s palpable without looking.”
The bus arrived at the station.
The grey-haired young man rubbed his side as he got off, followed nimbly by the Miss.
They stood on the platform, watching the bus drive away until its last light was hidden in the night of the city.
“…”
The expressionless girl remained silent.
Gongsun Ce pushed his glasses up and was the first to speak.
“So…
did the Ming Guest cause you to become like this?”
He had never asked her why she didn’t show her emotions—from the time he had known her.
It was her privacy, her domain.
As an outsider, it was better not to intrude into someone else’s heart.
With such thoughts, maintaining contact through a fragile thread, he survived in this city.
Yet, was it because he felt they had gotten close?
Or had his stubborn views changed due to the recent string of events?
He wanted to understand this girl more.
Why did you become like this?
Are you dissatisfied with your condition?
Even at the risk of being rejected, he wanted to ask these questions.
“It has something to do with him.”
That meant that the Ming Guest wasn’t the only reason for her change.
“If I had to explain everything, it would be a boring story.” She looked at him sideways, “Do you want to hear it, Ah Ce?”
“Just explain within the range that won’t make you too unhappy.”
They walked towards the apartment building, the Miss as usual jumped on the edge of the flower bed, walking backwards.
She talked about her childhood.
Learning martial arts, going to school, training in martial arts with her family, meeting Uncle Ming, meeting Uncle Ming’s classmates…
all the way up to that snowy night, the birth of the Ming Guest.
Qin Qianbai concluded, “I think, since that day, my personality has become less active.”
The Superpower User took a deep breath.
“—This isn’t a matter of being active or not, a seven-year-old kid would be traumatized and introverted from seeing all that!
It’s ridiculous that the guy could still pose as an elder and say, ‘You should smile more.’ Does he have any idea what he’s done!!!”
“Such a fast talker.”
Gongsun Ce sighed, holding his forehead, “…I regret not hitting him harder in the afternoon.
I should’ve used a sword.”
“Such dangerous things are better not used.”
Gongsun Ce grimaced.
“That bastard.
Once my skills are perfected I will definitely settle this score.”
The girl jumped down from the flower bed and moved in front of the young man.
“If it’s my issue, why is Ah Ce angry?”
The grey-haired young man was momentarily at a loss for words.
“…Anyone would be indignant on your behalf after hearing that!
Such an outrageous uncle!”
“Really?”
“Yes, exactly!” he ruffled his hair, “So, you really want to surpass him?”
“Yes.
As a martial artist and as a junior, I want to surpass this man.”
Wanting to surpass someone, proving one’s strength.
Gongsun Ce rarely felt such emotions.
He wasn’t the strongest, there were many stronger than him.
He always felt that winning or losing a fight was secondary, achieving the goal was what mattered.
“I’m also very upset about how badly I was beaten this time, Mr.
Gongsun; next time, we’ll defeat him together.”
“Liar, Ah Ce doesn’t care about winning or losing.”
It was embarrassing to have his lies seen through every time, next time he’d need to fabricate a more convincing lie.
“Don’t say that, I have a desire to win too.
It’s a deal.”
“Yeah.”
The two walked back to the apartment and took the elevator to the seventh floor.
Just before entering the door, the Miss said,
“I just remembered, Ah Ce still owes me 24 hours.”
“You still remember that?!
Promise me to put it and this morning’s unpleasantness out of mind?!”
The girl propped up the corners of her mouth with her fingers, forming a smile.
“No, goodnight.”
He mimicked her gesture.
“Yes, goodnight.”
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Gongsun Ce entered the room, the letter half-read and the unopened package still lying on the table.
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