Zhuihun was taken aback. He thought that after all his nagging, this kid would be lucky to come up with a few hundred thousand yuan. But to his surprise, he met the very standard he had demanded when he first asked for the exorbitant sum. Zhuihun wasn't really concerned about the one or two million yuan a month, but he found it strange. He couldn't understand why Zhou Ziwei, who had previously refused to meet his demands even at the cost of breaking up with him, was now so willing to take out so much money without any hesitation.
Zhou Ziwei responded to Zhuihun's question with a cold snort and said, "It's not that I'm broke, it's just that I don't like being played. Before, you probably wanted to play me, and I naturally wouldn't agree even if it meant breaking up with you. But now... you're the one begging me, so that's a different story, isn't it?"
Upon hearing this, Zhuihun was stunned for a long while, then couldn't help but curl his lip and mutter to himself, "Did I ask him for anything? I just confided in him. I didn't really ask him for anything... Tch, you self-righteous little bastard! I am the King of Assassins, why would I ask a little brat like you who hasn't even grown his first hair!"
The body Emily used for her resurrection was originally that of a very beautiful little girl. After Zhou Ziwei created a new independent soul on this already beautiful body, he also specially treated her facial skin and features while treating her internal and external injuries. This made Emily's face more than twice as beautiful as before, making her as perfect as a little princess in a fairy tale.
This was partly because Emily was the first human creation Zhou Ziwei had made in this life, and partly because Zhou Ziwei didn't want the person in Emily's body to recognize her, as that would definitely cause a lot of trouble. So he specially made some adjustments to Emily's original appearance.
Whether it was because Zhou Ziwei had the potential to be a plastic surgeon, or because Emily's body had been modified by Zhou Ziwei with a massive amount of soul power, she not only had an outstanding appearance, but also unconsciously displayed a transcendent and otherworldly temperament. This temperament made Emily stand out in a crowd, like a proud white swan mixed in with a flock of ducks.
In addition, her luxurious outfit worth millions of dollars made her even more eye-catching, attracting countless eyes as soon as she stepped onto the street. In an instant, several sports cars crashed together because of Emily.
As for the number of people who bumped into telephone poles on the sidewalk, there were quite a few. For a time, Emily became the most beautiful sight on the streets of Los Angeles.
This... seems a bit too flashy!
Seeing the effect Emily had upon her arrival, Zhou Ziwei really didn't know whether he should be proud or have a headache.
Along with Zhou Ziwei, the King of Assassins, Zhui Hun, was also having a headache. Ordinary people would be happy to show off, but for an assassin, it was definitely a fatal problem.
If he could be exposed to the sunlight, he wouldn't be called an assassin. If every time he went out with his daughter, it would cause such a sensation, then he probably wouldn't need to do it himself. He, Zhui Hun, would become a well-known public figure because of his outstanding daughter. In that case, his career as an assassin could come to a complete end.
“Hey kid…” Zhuihun leaned close to Zhou Ziwei and whispered helplessly, “I remember the body we chose back then… although it was a pretty girl, she didn’t seem as radiant as my Emily! How did you manage to make her so beautiful all of a sudden? Ugh… if I had known you had this ability to change her appearance, I would have just let you restore Emily to her former self. That would have been so much better… then, seeing her would have felt like going back to the past, back to the days before Emily’s accident… But now… Emily is much prettier than before, but… she doesn’t look like my daughter anymore. Looking at her makes me feel a little guilty… people will probably wonder how an unremarkable old man like me could have given birth to such a beautiful and refined little girl!”
Zhou Ziwei chuckled upon hearing this and said, "So what do you mean, sir? Do you think your daughter is too beautiful and want me to make her uglier, is that it?"
Zhuihun nodded hurriedly, saying, "Yes, yes... It's okay if she becomes a little uglier... Anyway, she's my daughter. Will she have trouble finding a good husband in the future? Even if she doesn't look as pretty or dazzling as she does now, she'll be safe... I don't have to worry about her being taken advantage of by bad men when she goes out alone occasionally. But look at her now... She just walked around in broad daylight, and those men were practically drooling. If she went out at night, what would happen... Sigh, I definitely can't let her go out alone anymore. That's just asking for trouble. I'm telling you... If you really have a way, please turn her back to her original appearance! Actually, although she wasn't this pretty before, I think she was quite good-looking. At most, her mouth was a little big, her nose a little flat, her eyes a little small, and she had a lot of freckles... Other than that, she had no flaws..."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Ziwei nearly fainted. "Her mouth is a little big, her nose is a little flat, her eyes are a little small, and she has a lot of freckles on her face..." This is considered pretty? This is considered to have no flaws? If she had a few more flaws, would this face even be presentable?
"No... I... I don't want to turn back into my old self!"
Before Zhou Ziwei could answer Zhuihun, Emily shuddered and turned around immediately, looking at Zhuihun with a face full of fear, saying, "Dad... I feel fine now, I don't want... I don't want to turn back into what you said, please, if you really let him... really let him turn me back into that, then I... I might as well die again."
Seeing Emily's strong reaction, Zhuihun immediately scratched his head awkwardly and said, "This...this...okay...if we don't change back, we won't change back. Please don't overthink it!"
After saying this, Zhuihun suddenly paused, looking at Emily with surprise and confusion, and said, "You...you can hear our conversation?"
In fact, Zhuihun naturally knew that his daughter would react strongly if she heard the nonsense he and Zhou Ziwei had said. So when he said those words, he deliberately released a burst of spiritual energy to shield the two of them. Therefore, although Emily was not too far away from the two of them at the time, theoretically, Emily should not have heard a single word... But why... did she seem to hear everything clearly?
Zhou Ziwei was slightly taken aback upon hearing this. Of course, he could sense that Zhuihun was using his spiritual power to shield the conversation between the two. Moreover, although Zhou Ziwei could hear and see everything that the other party experienced through their five senses through the independent soul entities he created, those independent soul entities could not probe in the opposite direction through Zhou Ziwei's five senses.
So Zhou Ziwei thought Emily wouldn't be able to hear their conversation, but to his surprise, Emily not only seemed to hear it, but she seemed to hear it very clearly, which puzzled Zhou Ziwei.
Zhou Ziwei immediately established a connection with Emily's soul, only to discover that Emily had indeed heard their conversation very clearly, but she herself was completely unaware that this was anything special, thinking that the two people were right behind her. So it was only natural that she could hear their conversation behind her.
Chasing Soul pressed for an answer, and Emily gave the same response. In fact, she really didn't know what was so surprising about these two people, since she had only overheard their conversation.
Volume 3, King of the City, Chapter 607: Genius
Seeing Emily's bewildered expression, the two didn't rush to explain. They simply exchanged glances, then Zhou Ziwei deliberately amplified his hearing by ten or twenty times, his ears twitching unconsciously a few times before pointing to a towering skyscraper ahead. He then smiled at Emily and asked, "Do you see that? On the top floor of that building, in the eighth window from the right, there's a man and a woman arguing. Can you hear what they're saying?"
Emily blinked her beautiful big eyes and looked in the direction Zhou Ziwei was pointing, then muttered, "Aren't you making things difficult for me? They're so far away, how could I possibly hear them... Ugh... Those two aren't arguing, they're clearly fighting... Honestly, is that man even a man? He's hitting a woman!"
Emily then began to indignantly accuse the man.
But when Soul Chaser heard this, his eyes lit up. He grabbed Emily's shoulder and said excitedly, "Emily, you...you're not kidding, are you? You can actually...you can actually see what's happening over there?"
Emily said with some confusion, "Yes... of course I can see. What's wrong? Oh... I think I used to be a little nearsighted, right, Dad? But now... Mr. Zhou has given me a healthy body, and my eyes are no longer nearsighted, so of course I can see everything very clearly."
Seeing Emily's nonchalant attitude, Zhuihun was speechless. Even if your eyes are perfectly healthy, you can't just use them as a telescope, can you? The distance between here and the top of that skyscraper is at least several kilometers away... At this distance... if an ordinary person were to look at it, even someone with the best eyesight, they would probably only be able to see the shape of a window. If they could see the figures inside the window, that would be a miracle. For Emily to be able to see clearly what the two people behind the window are doing... that... could only be done by super strong individuals like Zhuihun and Zhou Ziwei.
Emily was clearly a little girl who had just been reborn. Her body was weak and she had no strength whatsoever. But even under these circumstances, her eyes could see so far. Could it be that... the original owner of this body was someone with exceptionally good eyesight?
While the two stood there in disbelief, Emily stared at the window of the skyscraper for a moment, then suddenly spat lightly and said, "That woman is so shameless! Ah... not shameless, just disgusting... no wonder that man hit her, humph... such a disgusting stinking woman, good for her!"
Zhuihun was pondering how Emily's eyesight could be so sharp when he heard this and was slightly taken aback, not understanding where Emily's words came from. He turned to look at the window and then realized with great shame that even with his specially enhanced vision, he could only vaguely see two people behind the window who seemed to have stopped fighting and were standing there pointing at each other and saying something. Zhuihun's eyesight was only that much. To distinguish which of the two blurry figures was a man and which was a woman would be impossible without expending some spiritual energy.
Hearing Emily's words, Zhou Ziwei's face lit up with surprise, and he immediately asked, "Can you really hear what they're saying?" Although Zhou Ziwei could instantly know all of Emily's private matters by establishing a soul connection with her, for some reason, seeing such a beautiful girl exuding such an otherworldly aura, Zhou Ziwei felt a little guilty about using his soul connection to manipulate her like a puppet. So, he subconsciously tried to avoid using his soul connection with Emily, and simply treated her as an ordinary, normal girl.
"Oh... I heard some..." Emily blushed slightly, a little embarrassed, and said, "I shouldn't have been able to hear it since I was so far away... but I was concentrating on watching those two people in the window, and... after a short while, I really did hear them arguing. But... I still couldn't hear it very clearly, but I think I understood the general meaning. Humph... that woman, she's really shameless!"
Upon hearing this, Zhou Ziwei chuckled. He had intentionally tested Emily's hearing, so he had clearly heard what the two behind the window were saying. He knew that during their argument, the female boss's secrets had been exposed by her husband. He said that the woman had not only turned all her employees in the company into her personal harem, but also... was still sexually unsatisfied and had come up with some perverted ways to play. She had kept two large dogs in a villa in the suburbs, and then... actually trained those two large dogs to... do what... This woman was too wild. When her husband found out about this, he naturally couldn't stand it, which is why he went to his wife's company and started arguing with her.
Zhou Ziwei had directly injected liquid soul power into his auditory nerves to hear the conversation between the two people. Now that Emily had obviously heard it as well, he was overjoyed. He looked at Emily with shining eyes and said, "It seems that your hearing and vision are far superior to those of ordinary people. Hmm... it should be at least ten times that of a normal person! That's great... you haven't even inherited your father's skills yet, and you're already this amazing. When you learn a little more in the future, won't you immediately take your father's job?"
Zhuihun was also astonished upon hearing this. He couldn't believe that his "daughter's" talent was so extraordinary. Just as Zhou Ziwei had said, Emily was already so powerful even before learning any skills. Her eyesight and hearing seemed to be even better than his, the King of Assassins. With a little training, wouldn't she be the next King of Assassins? Zhuihun hadn't planned to let his daughter take over his profession before. So until his daughter died last time, Zhuihun had only let her grow up like a normal child. Moreover, at that time, Emily didn't seem to have much talent to become a spiritual warrior, so Zhuihun never taught her his spiritual cultivation methods.
You see, once people like them embark on that path, it's like living a life of constant danger. If they manage to master it and become top performers, that's fine. But if they study a lot and end up with mediocre skills, they could become victims at any moment. Especially since Emily has a father known as the King of Assassins, there are bound to be many who covet the Soul Chaser's cultivation techniques. However, given the Soul Chaser's unparalleled cultivation and ever-changing sharpness, naturally no fool would dare to mess with him. But if Emily also cultivates into a Spirit Warrior, she could easily become someone else's target.
Emily's talent this time is terrifying. She's already on par with the King of Assassins, Soul Chaser, without any training or practice. If she were to receive targeted training, her eyesight and hearing would truly reach a frightening level...
Hmm, it seems the body she possesses this time has some pretty good talent! That puts my mind at ease.
Looking at Emily's face, which was flushed red with embarrassment and anger, Zhuihun felt a sense of relief...
"Hey... little beauty... how about going for a ride on the sea with your brother?" Just then, a sports car, its paint all over the place, sped from the side lane onto the sidewalk and blocked their way. A playboy dressed like a rooster jumped out of the car with a lewd grin, whistling and looking at Emily with extreme flirtatiousness, saying, "I just won a yacht today, but I haven't even been in the water yet... how about it, little girl... how about sharing your first time with me?"
As soon as the rooster-head finished speaking, the other man and woman sitting in the sports car burst into unrestrained laughter. The girl even stood up from the car, exaggeratedly swaying her hips, and then pointed to her backside, saying, "I have another first time here... Mr. Tony... how about I share this first time with you... Hahaha..."
When Zhuihun saw these men and women openly harassing his daughter in the street right in front of him, the King of Assassins, his face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
Seeing this, Zhou Ziwei couldn't help but sigh for the two men and one woman. What unlucky kids! Of all people to mess with, they dared to flirt with the daughter of the King of Assassins in public. They're doomed...you're probably going to meet your maker soon...
Zhou Ziwei couldn't help but make the sign of the cross on his chest, intending to perform a ritual to pray for the souls of these three unfortunate children.
Just then, Emily angrily pointed at the rooster-headed man called Tony and shouted, "Get out...get out...get out—"
Emily shouted "Get out!" three times in one breath, each shout louder than the last. After shouting it, tears streamed down her face. Clearly, the innocent girl felt she had been greatly humiliated and was furious. She wanted nothing more than to pounce on the three men and women, pin them to the ground, and bite them.
What Emily didn't expect, and what Zhuihun and Zhou Ziwei didn't expect either, was that... right after Emily uttered those three "get lost" words, Zhuihun and Zhou Ziwei clearly felt that along with Emily's frantic shouts, a faint energy fluctuation seemed to burst out of her mouth. Instantly, the three hooligans and delinquents in and out of the car immediately swayed and staggered as if they had drunk too much strong liquor. The two people in the car barely managed to sit down, leaning back on their seats as if they had fainted.
The rooster-headed man who jumped off the car felt dizzy and fell to the ground with a thud, then lost consciousness.
Emily was stunned. She had only told these scumbags to get lost, but how... how could these three have such poor mental fortitude? They all fainted after she yelled at them a couple of times... They're too fragile!
Zhuihun and Zhou Ziwei were also extremely shocked upon seeing this. After a moment, Zhuihun finally couldn't help but nod at Zhou Ziwei, saying with gratitude, "Thank you... This... Emily just now used what seemed to be your kind of mental wave attack, hehe... I didn't expect that when you resurrected Emily, you also bestowed this ability upon her. Thank you... Thank you so much."
Zhuihun had experienced the power of Zhou Ziwei's soul roar before. Although he managed to cope with it, it was quite difficult. However, he never expected that Zhou Ziwei would pass on this ability to Emily.
In fact, Zhou Ziwei was even more puzzled than Zhuihun. He also didn't know how Emily had learned his soul roar. He didn't remember transferring the memory of this special ability to Emily's independent soul.
Faced with Zhuihun's heartfelt gratitude, Zhou Ziwei didn't know what to say and could only manage a wry smile.
But he couldn't help but wonder to himself, could this girl really be a genius?
Emily was excessively kind-hearted. Seeing the three people knocked unconscious by her three shouts, she panicked and immediately went over to help them up, hoping to provide some medical assistance. Zhou Ziwei shook his head and quickly grabbed Emily's wrist, saying, "Forget it... why bother with scum like them? Let them sleep here! Let's go..."
After saying that, Zhou Ziwei grabbed Emily's little hand and quickly left.
Fortunately, Zhou Ziwei currently looks like a five or six-year-old boy. If he were to return to his normal size, seeing him openly holding the hand of that angelic girl on the street would drive countless men crazy with jealousy.
Others might not know that Zhou Ziwei was a cunning old man pretending to be young, but Zhuihun knew very well. When he saw Zhou Ziwei actually holding his daughter's hand, he immediately became very nervous. He quickly chased after him, shouting, "You brat, how dare you take advantage of my daughter? Let go... or I'll cripple you!"
Back at the small hotel, Chu Qiutang was already as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Zhou Ziwei finally return safely. However, when she saw that Zhou Ziwei had brought two other people with him, one of whom was a beautiful little princess who looked like she had stepped out of a comic book, she immediately felt a strong sense of vigilance towards Emily.
"Ziwei, who are they...?" Chu Qiutang asked cautiously as she politely ushered the group into the room.
Zhou Ziwei chuckled and said, "These two are... well, they're new friends of mine. After this incident, they'll be returning to China with us..."
"Ah...Is that so...Hehe, welcome, welcome..." Chu Qiutang said "welcome," but the wariness and hostility in her eyes were obvious to everyone.
At the same time, Chu Qiutang's gaze towards Zhou Ziwei was filled with resentment, as if she were blaming Zhou Ziwei for his womanizing ways. She couldn't believe that even now that he had become the Heavenly Child Granny, he still couldn't stay still and managed to pick up such a beautiful woman every time he went out.
Seeing Chu Qiutang's reaction, Zhou Ziwei could only smile wryly. This was really hard to explain, especially in front of Zhuihun. Moreover, Chu Qiutang hadn't said what was on her mind, so there was no way to explain it.
Emily was the first human created by Zhou Ziwei, making her essentially his daughter. Although Zhou Ziwei created Emily to be incredibly perfect, practically a living embodiment of his aesthetic sense, the extremely subtle relationship between them, resembling that of a father and daughter, meant that Chu Qiutang really didn't need to worry about Zhou Ziwei being unfaithful and ruining such a young and innocent girl.
The rumble of thunder echoed continuously in the sky, and the drizzling rain, like a string of pearls, fell straight down from the sky, striking the dilapidated buildings in front of us...
This is the third day since Zhou Ziwei and his group left Luocheng. Just yesterday, Zhou Ziwei finally met his brother-in-law Gao Jianjun, who had been repatriated to Mocheng. He met Gao Jianjun through normal procedures, with Zhuihun accompanying him as a distant relative.
The poor brother-in-law had already been tortured beyond recognition while imprisoned. Although they didn't physically beat him, the police have many ways to torture people; beating someone is just the worst. If they really wanted to punish someone, they had many ways to make someone wish they were dead... like not letting them sleep for three days and three nights...
When Gao Jianjun met Zhou Ziwei, he naturally didn't recognize him at all, which puzzled him. However, he had been cooped up here for a long time and was about to go crazy. He finally met someone and started chatting with him without caring whether he knew him or not.
We chatted for ages before I finally remembered to ask their names...
Zhou Ziwei sighed helplessly, then coughed lightly and said, "I came from Zhongdu... I came to the United States this time on behalf of your wife's family to visit you. Um... I wanted to ask, where is your wife, and your son? How are they?"
Volume 3, King of the City, Chapter 608: Unexpected
When Gao Jianjun heard Zhou Ziwei say that they were from his wife's family, he was slightly taken aback, then burst into laughter, saying, "You little brat, and you're here on someone's behalf? Don't make me laugh, okay? Hahaha..."
Seeing Gao Jianjun's appearance, Zhou Ziwei could only shrug helplessly. In fact, he knew all too well that with his current youthful appearance, it would be difficult for him to gain the trust of others.
It's not surprising, really. Who would ask a preschooler to do something? How could a five or six-year-old possibly do anything independently?
Zhou Ziwei knew that there was no point in arguing with Gao Jianjun any longer, so he shook his head helplessly and glanced at the surveillance camera on the roof. In that instant, Zhou Ziwei’s soul power entered the camera and quickly created an independent soul entity inside it, giving him complete control over the camera.
This is a device that combines a camera and a microphone. Once you control this device, no sound or image in this room will ever be leaked again.
Then Zhou Ziwei suddenly flipped his hand, and as if by magic, a butterfly dart appeared in his hand.
"Hmm... little friend, what do you mean by this?" Gao Jianjun asked, somewhat puzzled. "What's this you're holding? Is it a gift for me? Hehe... forget about these little kids' toys. If you want to give your uncle a gift, just bring him two packs of good cigarettes... Sigh, it would be even better if it were Chinese-made cigarettes... Thinking about it now, it really brings back fond memories!"
Zhou Ziwei ignored Gao Jianjun, simply holding the butterfly dart flat in his palm. Then, with a slight thought, the butterfly dart seemed to come alive, "whoosh," and flew straight into the air, circling around Gao Jianjun's head once.
"Huh... this toy is remote-controlled!" Gao Jianjun was slightly taken aback when he saw the butterfly dart fly up on its own, but then he smiled and shook his head, no longer paying attention to it.
Zhou Ziwei still ignored Gao Jianjun, and instead extended a finger and gently drew a small circle on the stainless steel tabletop.
Gao Jianjun looked at Zhou Ziwei with a completely bewildered expression, then at the person standing straight behind Zhou Ziwei, like a statue, completely clueless.
If he hadn't been so lonely in his solitary cell these past few days, he probably would have already stormed off and ignored these two crazy guys, one big and one small.
However, at that moment, Zhou Ziwei withdrew his finger and suddenly shouted, "Pierce—!" Then the butterfly dart that had been hovering in the air suddenly flew down and shot into the circle that Zhou Ziwei had drawn on the table earlier.
With a soft "poof," the stainless steel tabletop, which was more than ten millimeters thick, was pierced through by the dart, leaving a round, coin-shaped hole in the tabletop.
"Ah—" Gao Jianjun was taken aback and suddenly sat up from his chair. He leaned closer to examine the hole left on the table, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets.
Such a thick stainless steel plate, if hit by an ordinary bullet, would probably only create a small dent at most. Even a high-powered sniper rifle might not be able to penetrate it in one shot. But... that thing that Gao Jianjun just treated like a remote-controlled electronic toy actually penetrated such a thick stainless steel plate in one go. How... is that possible?
Zhou Ziwei reached out and snatched the small butterfly dart back into his hand. He then gently fiddled with it while glancing sideways at Gao Jianjun and saying, "Seeing the marks left on this table, didn't you connect it to anything?"
"What is it?" Gao Jianjun was startled upon hearing this, and after thinking for a moment with a blank expression, he came up with nothing.
Zhou Ziwei shook his head slightly, then further reminded him, "Didn't you notice... that the marks left on this table are very similar in shape to the wounds on some corpses?"