Chapter 011: The Imposter x Overlord x White Moonlight (11)

Chapter 011: The Imposter x Overlord x White Moonlight (11)

The situation developed faster than they had anticipated.

After the Winter Solstice incident, Yan Chun and Cheng Junfeng not only set a date for their marriage registration but also began arranging the wedding venue.

For three consecutive months, they completely severed all ties with Shen Xi—no contact, no encounters, and no social media interactions, as if their paths were destined to diverge.

System evaluation: "These two bastards are definitely planning something big."

"Ke Bao, how do we plan to counterattack?"

Keding was persistently browsing through the points store.

He had long planned to make a bold move.

Although additional defense-breaking points could buy numerous miraculous effects, the prices were exorbitant.

Hiring a dark organization to extract a kidney from any character would cost eight thousand defense-breaking points.

Causing an accidental car crash, depending on the severity of injuries, would start at nine thousand points.

One could even purchase the immediate death of a designated character for tens of thousands of points, provided the full amount was paid upfront without installment options, though loans were supported.

Keding gritted his teeth and looked through other sections, from assassination tools to lethal poisons and perfect household services. Everything was tempting, yet everything was unaffordable.

System: "Friend, have you considered taking out a loan?"

"I want the cheapest and most cost-effective option," Keding reviewed the price list again and suddenly said, "If I wanted to buy the blood of these two bastards, how many points would it take?"

"It depends on how much you need." The system connected to the AI brain to calculate: "If it's the amount used in duck blood hotpot, it would start at sixty thousand points."

"No, just a few drops," Keding, mindful of his limited budget, covered his mouth in serious thought. "Even less, five drops combined from both of them."

"In that case, the price is negotiable," the system checked past cases in the AI brain. "It also depends on where you want their blood to come from."

"For a common scenario like a minor scrape or skin abrasion, the price is very low; five drops might only cost thirty defense-breaking points."

"I have an even more common scenario," Keding bargained. "Nosebleed due to heat, can you give me a discount?"

System: "You sure know how to live frugally."

She negotiated with the AI brain for a while before returning.

"They agreed. The AI brain saw how thrifty you are and offered to throw in an extra drop of blood for free, since everyone gets nosebleeds nowadays."

Keding clenched his fists. "Great, everything is set!"

"Hold on, just a few drops of blood?" The system asked again. "Do you need to do anything else? I'll help wherever I can."

"No, this is enough."

On January 10th, Cheng Junfeng and Yan Chun officially registered their marriage.

It was said that the company was distributing wedding candies everywhere. All employees received red envelopes filled with blessings and an extra day off, plus a chance to enjoy a grand engagement cake and champagne in the hall. The atmosphere was festive.

The financial circle is small, and soon every nearby company knew about the news. Some congratulated them, while others envied them.

I really want to switch jobs! No need to contribute money, and they even give a day off. Who wouldn't be happy about the eldest son of the Cheng family getting married? Even I am envious!

Shen Xi went to work as usual. His supervisor passed by his desk six times that morning, hesitating each time.

"Xiao Shen, how's your work going lately?"

"Smoothly."

"If you're under too much pressure or overwhelmed, let me know," Supervisor Sun said. "I understand your feelings. If you feel uncomfortable, take a leave."

Shen Xi handed over the report. "The work is done. What did you say?"

Supervisor Sun marveled inwardly.

This young man has impressive mental fortitude. If it were someone else, they might already be crying in the bathroom, but he's still working overtime!

On January 15th, the engagement invitations flooded everywhere. It was rumored that nine buildings along the Bund were booked to display messages of love on their screens on Yan Chun's birthday.

Social media platforms like WeChat Moments, Weibo, and Xiaohongshu were buzzing with talk of the grand wedding scheduled for Valentine's Day.

Rumors had it that the wedding budget exceeded ten million yuan, monopolizing the flower markets in Shanghai and Yunnan. Special flights would transport the flowers.

Every crystal, pearl, and diamond on the wedding attire was personally embedded by an Italian designer, making them priceless.

On the day of the wedding, not only would celebrities gather, but several singers Yan Chun adored would perform, providing guests with an unparalleled audio-visual feast.

Amidst all the excitement, Shen Xi continued to work and go home as usual, spending weekends fishing, albeit unsuccessfully.

His mental state remained stable, and his performance was excellent.

He had spent thousands on fishing rods and bait that smelled like cake batter, but still caught nothing.

Seeing Keding leaning against the fishing rod reading Naruto comics, the system was still a bit nervous.

"Do you plan to attend the wedding?"

"Not going," Keding said. "If they don't provoke me, I'll enjoy the peace. I'll switch worlds by the end of February."

But it was unlikely to be peaceful.

The system said, "What if they do provoke you?"

Keding revealed a meaningful smile.

"They'd better come after me."

On January 20th, renowned violinist Yan Chun signed a contract with the top-tier pajama brand, Ximeng, becoming their global ambassador.

At the same time, the pajama brand secretly replaced their existing Taobao model, terminating the contract permanently and refusing to rehire them.

On January 21st, Shen Xi's superior had a conversation with him, stating that the company was facing a job adjustment issue and needed him to take a temporary leave of absence, with his position to be reinstated based on future circumstances.

At this point, even the system understood the situation.

"Cheng Junfeng, that madman, is forcing you! He wants to force you step by step to go back to him!"

"Good grief, I was wondering how these two could decide to get married despite being in separate beds—turns out they both have ulterior motives—"

"Yan Chun doesn't care who loves whom; he's solely focused on snatching other people's achievements. Cheng Junfeng is using him to continuously provoke you, and now the plot is exactly like the original!"

"Ke Bao, how do we counterattack?"

"Just wait a bit more." Keding turned another page of Naruto: "It's coming soon."

On February 10th, four days before the wedding.

Shen Xi finally received a call from Yan Chun, who was in high spirits. Not only did he inquire about Shen Xi's well-being but also enthusiastically invited him for an afternoon tea.

"Sure." Shen Xi paused for a moment and said, "I'm unemployed, so I don't have money for the subway."

"No problem," Yan Chun said cheerfully, "I'll send a driver from the Cheng family to pick you up and drop you off."

At half past two in the afternoon, the two met at a café along the Bund.

Outside, tourists bustled about, cruise ships moved slowly, and the river surface was calm, reflecting the warm winter sun.

Yan Chun took a sip of his flat white and asked with concern, "How did you become unemployed? You seemed to be doing well before, living a fulfilling life."

"Economic crisis, I guess." Shen Xi smiled faintly, "I lost both my jobs and can't afford rent anymore."

Yan Chun hurriedly took out a thick envelope from his bag and placed it on the table.

"I want to help you a little, even though our past wasn't very pleasant."

"Shen Xi, we all need to move forward to a better life. You should look ahead too."

Shen Xi didn't move, just stared at him quietly.

The system held its breath, knowing Keding was about to lose it.

What are you going to do now! Throw coffee in his face?

Yan Chun is stepping on your face and gloating. If we keep enduring this, we'll become complete cowards!

"Maybe you've heard, I'm getting married to Junfeng soon." Yan Chun caressed his ring finger, revealing a happy smile, "I was afraid he would give up on me, stop loving me, or still be haunted by the past... Luckily, it was all a false alarm."

He truly relished this moment of victory.

Every word felt like a humiliating blow to the defeated, even without a single curse word.

"On the day of the proposal, the sky was filled with white rose petals, like it was raining..." Yan Chun reminisced about the beautiful moment, then suddenly saw Shen Xi's hands forming seals.

Rat! Ox! Tiger! Rabbit!

Dragon! Snake! Horse! Goat!

Shen Xi's face remained unchanged as his fingers danced rapidly, almost like a blind person rapping!

Both Yan Chun and the system were stunned.

"Bro? Bro, what are you doing?"

Shen Xi sipped his soda through a straw, his hands never stopping the seals.

Fire Style! Phoenix Flower Flame Technique!

Fire Style! Fire Dragon Flame Bullet!

Lightning Style! Thousand Birds!

Each seal flashed by so quickly, transforming like a pagoda or a lion's head, and within twenty seconds, countless seals had been formed!

His expression remained calm as his hands flew, casting nearly thirty seconds of rapid hand signs towards Shen Xi, then stopped as if nothing happened and picked up his fork to continue eating.

"Go on, why did you stop?"

"What, what are you doing?" Yan Chun couldn't manage a smile, feeling an inexplicable fear rising inside him: "What did you just do with your hands?"

"He probably hasn't seen Naruto," the system said, "I haven't either, so—what are you doing??"

"It doesn't matter." Keding laughed.

Shen Xi's smile made Yan Chun feel even more uneasy, causing him to push his chair back and stand up.

"Don't tell me you think those superstitious things actually work on me?" His voice became shrill: "Shen Xi, don't pretend nothing happened. The cameras—those cameras recorded everything!"

The system began to understand.

"Damn, you're switching genres so fast, from a heart-wrenching romance to a midnight horror movie!"

"Then go ahead and report me." Shen Xi sat comfortably, facing away from the camera, pushing his phone forward: "Here, want to call 110?"

Yan Chun’s cold sweat broke out on his back as he forced himself to calm down and sit back down, his voice lowered and pretending to understand.

“I see. Shen Xi, you’ve been mentally stimulated and can’t accept reality.”

Yan Chun tried to return to his favorite gentle state, speaking softly: “On Valentine’s Day, it’s probably better not to invite you to our wedding, considering the champagne…”

Before he could finish, Shen Xi listened with a smile above his neck while continuing to form hand seals below it.

Tiger, Snake, Dog, Dragon, then hands clasped together—Dirt Reincarnation!

Snake, Boar, Rat, Dragon, Boar, Dragon, Tiger! Ninjutsu! □□ Mouth Binding Technique!

In a matter of seconds, the chaotic hand seals flashed by, and then the young man calmly sipped his lime soda again.

“What’s wrong with champagne? Is it good?”

Yan Chun jumped up from his chair as if electrocuted, his voice so shrill that everyone in the shop turned to look.

“What are you doing to me?!”

He was plunged into an indescribable fear, his pupils constricting.

“Cursing!! You’re cursing me!!”

It’s black magic! It’s sorcery! No, the cameras didn’t even capture what just happened, what is this!!

“Shen Xi, have you gone mad—what are you, exactly?! You’re crazy; I’m sending you to South Wanping Road!!”

Shen Xi raised his hands expressionlessly, as if about to form more seals, and Yan Chun grabbed his phone and ran off, even bumping into a waiter along the way, losing all his composure.

“Hey, you didn’t pay.”

The latter was already long gone.

The system was stunned throughout, thinking that after hundreds of cases, it had never seen anything like this before, saying: “Was this all part of your plan?”

“I estimate it won’t be long before the domineering CEO comes looking for me.”

Shen Xi continued drinking his soda, casually pulling out a manga book from his bag to review.

“Those, those few drops of nosebleed,” the system couldn’t keep up with his thoughts and was now feeling a bit horrified: “You were planning to use them with this?! How?!”

“People,” Shen Xi murmured gently: “when pushed to the brink, who wouldn’t go mad.”