He had placed trackers on both Gu Xiaowei herself and on the goods.
Double insurance. As long as she went to meet the Dandelion boss, he would be able to follow.
When the time came, whether to beat them up and take the money, or invest and make money together, that would depend on meeting the Dandelion boss.
However, he did not know much about Dandelion himself. It would be better to do some research in advance.
So he sent a message to Mountain Cat.
South God: Mountain Meow Sister? How much do you know about Dandelion?
Even though it was past eleven at night, the reply came instantly.
Luo Tianhong: Why are you suddenly asking about this?
“I don’t know much about Dandelion either. They’ve always kept a low profile. They’re one of the more well-behaved underground organisations in the country.”
“Intelligence dealers, black-market traders. Dark Night has cooperated with them a few times. They can get information even Dark Night can’t obtain. They’ve got some real skill.”
“We tried infiltrating them, but it failed. Since they have value, we’ve never touched them.”
Reading Mountain Cat’s replies, Jiang Nan’s eyes were full of surprise.
More well-behaved?
What kind of description is that?
Still, he now had a rough impression of Dandelion.
South God: “They don’t have any Star Shine or Dao Heaven big shots, right?”
Luo Tianhong: (⇀‸↼‶)
“Do you think Star Shine and Dao Heaven experts are cabbages? How could groups like the Church of Light or Dracula have that many?”
Jiang Nan grinned. Then he could relax.
“How did Dandelion offend you? I’m telling you, no running off abroad! You’ve only been back a few days. Study properly at the academy, understood?”
A gentle smile spread across Jiang Nan’s face.
“Got it! Night night.”
Mountain Cat, lying in bed, rubbed her sleepy eyes, shoved the phone under her pillow, pulled the quilt over her head, and went back to sleep.
By the time Jiang Nan returned to the academy, it was already past twelve.
As he walked, he passed the physical training room.
He glanced inside. Hm, door locked.
He continued on his way.
But after two steps, he backed up.
Locked door? That means no one inside?
He remembered Brother Jian saying binding-spirit iron was worth quite a bit of money.
The entire training room was made of binding-spirit iron.
At that moment, Jiang Nan’s eyes sparkled.
If I just take one piece, no one will notice, right?
He casually pulled a thin iron wire from his alternate space, bent it a few times, poked it into the lock, and fiddled.
Click!
The iron lock opened. Jiang Nan slipped inside. His ability was instantly suppressed.
The vast training room was empty. Jiang Nan looked around.
He couldn’t take the floor. Too obvious.
The walls were no good either. It would be noticed immediately.
As his gaze shifted, it landed on the ceiling.
The academy’s training never used the ceiling. Leaving it there was a waste of resources, wasn’t it?
Binding-spirit iron was in such short supply. Wasn’t the academy being extravagant?
He couldn’t stand to watch this.
Little Dimple whispered, “Master~ Are we stealing? I feel so uncomfortable here!”
Jiang Nan put his hands on his hips. “Nonsense!”
Little Dimple blinked her big eyes. “I understand, Master~ These things are just sitting here unwanted. We’re only picking them up to take home, right?”
Jiang Nan: ☜(・ิට・ิ)ᕗ
Little Dimple: (◍･̫᷄･᷅◍)
Jiang Nan leapt high, soaring more than ten metres, plunged both middle fingers straight into the binding-spirit iron ceiling, and hung there.
“Hm. I’ll take this piece.”
With a hard yank, he pulled down the entire section of binding-spirit iron ceiling.
The steel frame beneath was exposed.
He landed smoothly, hugging the ceiling panel.
“One more piece… No one will notice, right?”
Three minutes later, Jiang Nan clapped his little hands in satisfaction. He looked up. Ten huge holes gaped in the ceiling.
Jiang Nan’s face darkened. This won’t do! Far too obvious!
He needed a solution.
One hour later.
The training room no longer had a ceiling to speak of.
Jiang Nan had taken it all down.
Now no one would notice, right?
I’m such a little genius!
Since Jiang Nan, holding the binding-spirit iron, could not open his alternate space, Little Dimple carried the pieces one by one into the space with her mouth.
Back in his room, sitting on the bed, Jiang Nan fell into thought. If this got exposed, Dean Xiao would definitely suspect him, the space user.
No, no. He couldn’t keep it in the alternate space. Better stuff it under the bed.
He crammed more than a dozen pieces under his own bed, but there were too many ceiling panels. They wouldn’t all fit.
Jiang Nan filled Xiong Er’s and Wu Liang’s beds as well.
Xiong Er wasn’t home. Wu Liang was snoring like thunder. He noticed nothing.
Even after filling three beds, there was still more.
Jiang Nan teleported straight to Zhong Yingxue’s room.
Zhong Yingxue lay on her side, hugging the quilt, head on her arm. The room held only the sound of steady breathing.
Jiang Nan tiptoed to the bedside and peeked down.
Zhong Yingxue: (⁼̴‸⁼̴๐)
Her eyelashes trembled. Her body stiffened. Her delicate little earlobes gradually turned red.
Yet she still pretended to be asleep.
Jiang Nan grinned wickedly. Good, she’s asleep.
He lay flat under the bed, working with Little Dimple to move the panels. Every movement was silent.
Yet Zhong Yingxue, rigid on the bed, felt not only her earlobes burning. As time passed, her cheeks flushed too.
After hiding the panels, Jiang Nan teleported away and vanished.
A full three minutes passed.
Zhong Yingxue slowly sat up, covering her pretty face. “Xiao Nan didn’t… didn’t come for a night attack? He… he scared me to death!”
(づ﹏ど)
Who knows what inner struggle she endured for those three minutes to decide to keep pretending to sleep!
Why was Xiao Nan crawling under her bed?
Overwhelmed by curiosity, Zhong Yingxue lay on the floor and peered underneath.
One look left her stunned. Why was the space under the bed stuffed full of black metal panels?
What were they?
Curiously she touched one with her small hand. Her ability and spirit power were instantly bound.
Zhong Yingxue was shocked.
Binding-spirit iron? Where did Xiao Nan get these?
Why did they look somehow familiar?
At that moment, Jiang Nan had already appeared in Xia Yao’s room.
Big Wolf Mie lay flat on the bed in a perfect “木” shape, wolf tail sticking out.
The quilt had long since been kicked who knows where.
Jiang Nan covered his face.
Hey, hey, hey!
Your sleeping posture is still this wild?
Xia Yao: (⁼̴̤̆﹃⁼̴̤̆๐) Eh~ Eh heh heh~ Sixth, huh~
Jiang Nan’s eyes were full of helplessness. He pulled up the quilt, covered her, and filled the space under her bed too.
Just as he was about to leave, his gaze fell on Xia Yao’s exposed little feet.
Mischief rose in his heart. Evil stirred in his guts.
A rare opportunity!
Why not take this chance to…
test whether the paralysis ring works on a toe?
Such pretty little feet. It would be a shame not to experiment.
Seeing Xia Yao sleeping with her hair exploded, Jiang Nan felt reassured.
Action!
He pulled out a paralysis ring. Using his middle finger, he gently pushed aside the neighbouring toe.
He slipped the paralysis ring onto Xia Yao’s middle toe.
The moment it was on, the ring automatically tightened, clamping firmly, turning her middle toe gold.
Then Jiang Nan watched as the other four toes slowly curled inward.
Leaving only the golden middle toe standing tall, flipping him off.
Jiang Nan: (⑉ԾжԾ⑉) Pfft, ngh!!!
No! I can’t laugh!
But… this is too funny!
Ahhh! I can’t hold it!
Big Wolf Mie is flipping me off with her foot!
He teleported a kilometre into the sky, roared with laughter, then teleported back to the room.
Big Wolf Mie: (⁼̴̤̆~⁼̴̤̆๐) Hm~
Jiang Nan: !!!
Yet Xia Yao merely rolled over and did not wake. Only then did Jiang Nan breathe a sigh of relief.
Seeing one foot flipping him off and the other still normal.
“No, no! This isn’t symmetrical. Symmetry is prettier!”
I must have been a devil in my previous life.
Hehehe!
So Jiang Nan put a paralysis ring on the other foot too.
Now both of Xia Yao’s little feet had become…
┌∩┐…┌∩┐
Jiang Nan held back his laughter with all his might, teleported, and vanished.
Little Dimple, who had watched the entire process, shivered. I must work even harder to please Master from now on!
He even pranks Sister Xia Yao. One day he might stew me!
“Master, Master~ The bed is cold. Shall Little Dimple warm it for you~”
Jiang Nan’s heart was filled with affection. “How are you this wonderful!”
Holding Little Dimple, Jiang Nan felt warm and cosy. He slept sweetly.
Early the next morning, a groggy Xia Yao sat up in bed, rubbing her sleepy eyes. Her silver hair had turned into a complete bird’s nest.
She was about to get up to use the toilet. Both feet touched the floor. Xia Yao frowned.
She looked down. Her big eyes filled with horror.
“Ya!!!”
ꉂꉂ◟(˃᷄口˂᷅๐)~
