Chapter 9 ( Edit )

Su Ming-Yu walked ahead, while Youngbin Jang followed like a little brother. Curious, Han Nari quietly followed them. They finally arrived at the underground parking lot.

Su Ming-Yu gave Youngbin Jang a cold look. "Let's forget the past. From now on, I don't want to hear you raise your voice to me. Understand?" His tone was icy.

Youngbin Jang looked shocked, his eyes scanning Su Ming-Yu as if he saw a ghost. But then he shouted

"Asshole! Do you think you can scare me like this?"

As he spoke, Youngbin Jang threw a punch at Su Ming-Yu.

"You bastard! My mother took you in with good intentions, and you had the nerve to knock on her door in the middle of the night! I will fucking kill you today!"

Su Ming-Yu quickly figured out what had happened. It must have been that idiot JunWoo who told lies to Youngbin Jang. Although the situation was complicated, Su Ming-Yu didn't want to let it go.

Deciding to handle this properly, Su Ming-Yu dodged Youngbin Jang's punch, then countered with a punch to Youngbin Jang's face and grabbed his wrist.

With a swift move, he swept Youngbin Jang's feet out from under him, sending him crashing to the ground.

Su Ming-Yu stepped on Youngbin Jang's back. "Can we talk now?" he asked calmly, pressing down harder.

Youngbin Jang struggled to get up, but his body wouldn't cooperate. Every time he tried to move, his back felt like it was going to break.

Sweat trickled down his forehead. He had never imagined that the guy he used to bully could have such skills.

"You... Are you really Su Ming-Yu? Am I seeing this right?"

Su Ming-Yu said silently. "Of course, I am not the same Su Ming-Yu," he thought.

But outwardly, he stuck to his identity. After all, the whole transmigration thing was his secret.

"The past is the past and this is now," Su Ming-Yu said coldly. "Can we stop this nonsense and talk?"

"What do you want? Even if you are strong, I will not let you touch my mother!" Youngbin Jang spat out, his anger still seething.

Hearing this, Su Ming-Yu couldn't help but think of Mi-kyung, who had given him a good time the other day.

He coughed slightly to cover it up. "Ahem, do you have a cigarette?"

Youngbin Jang pointed to his right pocket in surprise. "In my pocket. Help yourself."

Su Ming-Yu bent down, pulled out a pack, lit one, and took a long drag. After exhaling the smoke slowly, he asked, "JunWoo told you, didn't he?"

"Yes, he did, you bastard! You planned to hit on my mom when I wasn't home. You're moving out today!" Youngbin Jang gritted his teeth.

Su Ming-Yu laughed before stepping away from him. "I have always respected Ajumma. Ajumma and I get along well. Do you really think I would do such a thing?" { T/N - Yes, you can. }

Youngbin Jang, still clutching his waist, stood up and glared at Su Ming-Yu. "This is just your side of the story. Why should I believe you?"

Su Ming-Yu flicked his cigarette butt to the ground. "Isn't what JunWoo told you a one-sided story, too? And let me tell you something - yesterday I caught him trying to harass Ajumma at her door while I was using the bathroom."

Su Ming-Yu made this up, but he spoke with such confidence that his eyes didn't waver at all. For the first time, Youngbin Jang hesitated, not sure whose version to believe.

Su Ming-Yu handed him the cigarette. Then he played the sympathy card.

"I'm from the countryside. I've always tried to avoid trouble, which is why you all saw me as an easy target. Do you really think I'd do such a thing to Ajumma?"

Youngbin Jang took the cigarette and pocketed the rest of the pack. Although he wasn't completely convinced, he didn't push the matter any further.

"I'll get to the bottom of this," he said before turning to leave.

As Youngbin Jang walked away, Su Ming-Yu smiled knowingly. Youngbin Jang was just a student who hadn't even graduated yet, but Su Ming-Yu had several degrees from Huaqing. In terms of both brains and brawn, there was no competition.

Not far away, Han Nari watched Su Ming-Yu with wide eyes. She couldn't understand how someone so skilled could always be seen as weak and bullied.

"What a strange guy," she muttered. But her curiosity about him grew.