The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?
Chapter 219 - 218: Confucius is kind and just, Mengzi is just and kind

Chapter 219: Chapter 218: Confucius is kind and just, Mengzi is just and kind

Facing the sudden attack, Liu Zheng stood frozen, as if scared stiff.

"Senior, be careful."

The novelist noticed his abnormal state; her serrated forelimbs tore through the fluttering sleeves, ready to slice through everything.

However, the previously motionless Liu Zheng now reached out a tentacle to stop her.

"It’s alright."

He shook his head and then looked up ahead.

The characters for "Ren" and "Yi" emerged in his pupils, and then turned into two balls of flame that shot forth.

The flames swelled with the wind, and in the blink of an eye, they grew to the size of a person before suddenly bursting apart.

From the splashing flames, two burly men strode forward confidently.

The man formed from the character "Ren" wore a headcloth and a wide-sleeved robe, with big ears fully displayed and a face as square as a jade bi.

The man formed from the character "Yi" wore a headscarf and a narrow-sleeved robe, with eyebrows reaching into his temples and a long face with phoenix eyes.

"Freaks and spirits should remain unspoken."

The "Ren" character man spoke immediately upon seeing the blue and red ghosts, his voice booming like a great bell.

"One cannot have both. Those who forsake their lives for righteousness."

The ’Yi’ character man, undaunted by the ghosts many times his size, spoke in a deep voice.

Then, they both threw punches.

The robes they were wearing exploded, revealing muscles that had been tempered through a thousand hammers.

The muscle textures, looking like they were carved by axe and chisel, contained a power that could pierce through hearts even after thousands of years.

"Can you catch this punch, with thousands of years of truth behind it?"

In a daze, Liu Zheng seemed to hear the two men’s resounding challenge.

Regrettably, the two ghosts naturally couldn’t understand.

Mallet and hammer fell, striking directly on the fists that "Ren" and "Yi" had swung.

"Voom!"

A sound like metal striking stone reverberated throughout the universe.

Crevices appeared where the mallet and hammer met the fists, then shattered completely like an avalanche, spreading from the weapons towards the bodies of the blue and red ghosts.

"Aargh!"

The blue and red ghosts let out a roar like a tiger’s howl and then disintegrated into two ghostly mists, sucked back into the eyes of Fei Shibu.

"Ah!"

Fei Shibu also let out a piercing scream, with bloody tears streaming from her eyes.

But it wasn’t over yet; the "Ren" and "Yi" characters, furious and wide-eyed, walked step by step towards her.

Their pace wasn’t quick, but it was steady and sure, trapping Fei Shibu within, leaving her no room to move.

The one who had just been prepared to punish now became the prisoner awaiting sanction.

"Sir, this is, after all, a salon ball. If there are disputes, we can mediate. Fighting and killing isn’t very nice; don’t you think so?"

A bowler hat suddenly flew over, and from inside came the voice of Black Cat, ’The Fool’.

Then, the Black Cat emerged from the hat, picked it up, placed it on his head, and stood in front of Fei Shibu.

"Senior, please stop."

The novelist also spoke from the side.

Since she said so, Liu Zheng tried to recall the characters "Ren" and "Yi."

This attempt was not smooth; it was hard enough for him to bear these two characters, let alone to release them and then take them back.

However, he still managed to slow down the "Ren" and "Yi" characters’ progress.

When the two men were about a meter away from the Black Cat, they finally stopped, then turned back into two balls of flame and returned to Liu Zheng’s eyes.

"Puh!"

He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and then knelt on the ground.

The sword of "Ren" within his soul pierced another fraction deeper into the top of his skull, and the twin legs of "Yi" on his shoulder weighed even heavier.

"Senior, are you alright?"

The novelist quickly helped Liu Zheng up.

"I can still hold on."

He said with difficulty.

"Fool, we stopped as you asked. Now, shouldn’t you give us an explanation?"

The novelist stared at the Black Cat as she spoke.

"Of course, as the host, I will not favor anyone."

The Black Cat nodded.

"Miss Fei Shibu, I need you to explain your behavior."

It looked towards Fei Shibu.

"He started by insulting me with his gaze."

The Twelfth Single Woman wiped the blood-tears from her face, looking aggrieved as she spoke.

"I know."

Black Cat nodded.

Just when Liu Zheng thought it was going to take sides, it spoke again.

"But you went ahead and attacked this gentleman directly, and that changed the nature of things, from insult to mutual combat."

"And you lost the fight, too. If I hadn’t stepped in to stop it, you might be dead by now."

"Whether from the perspective of fairness and justice or the respect for the strong, you are at fault. Do you acknowledge that?"

Black Cat said in a measured tone.

"I don’t..."

How could the Twelfth Single Woman possibly swallow such an insult? She instinctively wanted to retort.

"Meow?"

Black Cat hummed lightly, pulling out a monocle from its vest.

"I acknowledge it, I acknowledge it."

The Twelfth Single Woman was so frightened that her long hair puffed up like a sea urchin, and she shouted repeatedly.

"Meow~"

Black Cat gave a satisfied cry and put the monocle back.

"So, sir, what do you think Miss Fei Shibu should do to demonstrate the sincerity of her apology?"

It asked Liu Zheng with impeccable politeness.

"What do you say?"

Liu Zheng looked at the novelist.

"This is a matter between Miss Fei Shibu and you, and only you can decide."

Before the novelist could speak, Black Cat shook its head.

"Then... let her be our waitress,"

He pondered and said.

"That’s a creative idea, I agree,"

Black Cat’s eyes lit up.

A thick venomous grudge clouded Fei Shibu’s eyes, but she dared not speak her anger.

If she dared to defy Black Cat’s authority, she could forget about attending these kind of salon gatherings in the future.

Even if the host wasn’t Black Cat, such challenges to authority wouldn’t be tolerated.

Moreover, given Black Cat’s stature, even if it wasn’t in her domain, it could still exert pressure in other ways.

Being a waitress was humiliating, but it wasn’t worth a kamikaze meltdown for Fei Shibu.

"Although Miss Fei Shibu has expressed her apologies, I bear some responsibility as the host. To show my apologies..."

Black Cat thought for a moment, then addressed Fei Shibu.

"Miss Fei Shibu, please pour a ’Joy Turns to Sorrow’ for this... what shall I call you?"

Black Cat asked.

"Just call me ’Delivery Guy’."

"All right, pour a ’Joy Turns to Sorrow’ for Mr. Delivery Guy,"

Black Cat ordered.

"Fine."

Fei Shibu squeezed out a word through clenched teeth and then quickly walked away.

After all, the Writers’ Association wasn’t a strictly disciplined organization; Black Cat could make her obeisant in action, but not in attitude.

"Sigh."

Black Cat sighed at her response.

While it had no particular fondness for Fei Shibu, it didn’t want such a troublemaker in the association either.

After all, completely erasing a major author from the association and the Metropolis was still quite troublesome.

It didn’t even have enough time to count money every day, let alone deal with matters like these.

But as a hot candidate for the next vice chairman’s election, it couldn’t help but get involved.

"As expected of the Bloody Restaurant, even stocking ’Phoenix,’ which hasn’t made an appearance in over a hundred years."

Black Cat set Fei Shibu aside and started chatting with Liu Zheng.

With its discerning eyes, it could tell that the Four Virtues Power on him had been stripped from a Phoenix.

"Just a bit of employee perks, nothing to mention,"

Liu Zheng humbly boasted with a hint of arrogance.

"I wonder if Mr. Delivery Guy is interested in parting with it?"

Black Cat’s pale green pupils shimmered with an unusual light.