Chapter 601 — Watching My Own Cremation
Blade of Dawn · Page 4 of 5
"Call the police! Call the police!"
Yellow Hair was terrified by the scene before him. He had seen tough fighters, but never anyone this tough; this was hardly human.
Hearing that they meant to call the police, Lin Yu's mother rushed over and grabbed Lin Yu's hand, saying urgently, "Young man, they're calling the police. You'd better get out of here. I'll handle things from here."
"Mom, what are you saying? How could I leave you behind?"
Lin Yu was so overjoyed that tears nearly came to his eyes. To still be alive and see his mother again was simply wonderful.
Hearing how he addressed her, his mother was taken aback and stared at him in utter bewilderment.
Reading the look in his mother's eyes, Lin Yu understood in an instant: he was alive again, but in a different body, and his mother did not recognize him at all.
"Sorry, ma'am. Seeing you made me think of my own mother, so it just slipped out. I hope you don't mind."
Afraid that revealing his true identity would frighten his mother out of her wits, Lin Yu hastily made up an excuse.
"It's all right, young man. You'd better go, quickly. Our family's troubles mustn't drag you into them." As she spoke, Lin Yu's mother pushed him toward the door.
Lin Yu did not answer. He groped for the chopsticks on the table and flung them; they shot toward the blond at terrifying speed and, with a thud, pinned the phone the man had just dialed 110 on to the wall.
The blond went white with fright. The chopstick in the wall stood barely a centimeter from his ear; had it drifted even slightly off course, it would have been his head nailed to the wall.
"Help! Murder! Help!" the blond shrieked, his voice thick with an aggrieved sense of injustice. It was they who owed him money in the first place!
"Quit yelling. I'll pay this money on Auntie Qin's behalf!"
Lin Yu's voice was cold. Since he had come back to life, these debts were rightly his to settle.
"Young man, how can you do that? We've only just met—how could I let you repay my debts?" Lin Yu's mother looked at him, puzzled. She could not say why, but this young man gave her a strange sense of deja vu.
That he knew her surname did not surprise her. Word of her son's death trying to save another had spread among many netizens; her name and contact details had been dug up as well, and many kindhearted people had wanted to come pay their respects. She had declined them all.
"Fine, you said it, so hand the money over." The blond cared nothing for why Lin Yu would pay another's debt; so long as he got the money, his task was done.
"Give me three days," Lin Yu said.
The blond was speechless for a moment. To hear him talk so high and mighty, he had thought the man would produce the cash on the spot.
"What? You don't believe me?"
Seeing that the blond said nothing, Lin Yu frowned, his tone turning frosty.
"I believe you, I believe you. But, big brother, you should at least tell me your name, no?" Looking into Lin Yu's icy eyes, the blond could not help but shiver.
His name?
Right—he had left in such a hurry this morning that he had not even had time to look at this man's name.
"Rest assured, I keep my promises. Here's the deal: three days from now, right here. Just come by, and I'll pay you back the principal and interest together."
Lin Yu's confidence came entirely from this body he now inhabited.
He reasoned that if the young man could afford to stay at a care center, then however ordinary his family might be, they could at least produce a hundred or two hundred thousand. He would borrow it for now, and once he had earned some money, he would return it.
Having witnessed Lin Yu's skill, the blond did not dare argue. He was just about to nod in agreement when his gaze suddenly fixed on something outside the shop, as though something had caught his eye.