I Unlocked Beast Language and Became a Bigshot After My Rebirth! Chapter 135

Chapter 135: Dare You Take It?

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation               Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Hidden from view, Xia Xin watched in disbelief as Jing MO seemed about to actually hand over the money to the reporter. In a sudden panic, she reached for her Enchanted Puppet, preparing to take control of the reporter. But her system chimed in unexpectedly.

Master, something is off about that man's aura.

Distracted but determined, Xia Xin replied while fiddling with the puppet, “We'll deal with it after I've controlled him.”

The system interrupted her again.

Master, he's giving off an animal scent, and the life force of that animal is extremely weak. I suspect he's been abusing a small animal.

“What?!” Xia Xin couldn't contain her anger. “He's been abusing animals too? That's outrageous!”

However, this diversion cost Xia Xin the perfect moment to use her Enchanted Puppet. Jing MO had already taken action.

He glanced at his phone to check the time and then placed it back on the table. Locking eyes with the reporter, he countered, “Do you really dare to take my money?”

The reporter was momentarily stunned, lost for words. In all his years in the reporter circle, he had never heard of anyone daring to extort Jing Mo.

'Did Jing MO have some formidable force behind him that reporters shouldn't mess with?' the reporter pondered.

Fear crept into the reporter's mind. He thought, 'Had I accidentally provoked someone way out of my league? I was only planning on scamming some money from Xia Xin; I had never intended to create problems for myself.'

Seeing the reporter's silence, Jing MO continued, “You must have weighed the pros and cons, otherwise, these photos would have been sent to me, not Xia Xin.”

The reporter's nerves tightened; he felt his palms begin to sweat.

Jing MO went on, “Whatever the nature of my relationship with Xia Xin may be, it's not for you to concern yourself with. You should be worried about what you'll face after today.”

“What… what are you planning to do?” The reporter's voice trembled.

Jing MO spoke nonchalantly, “First, I could hire a hacker to infiltrate your computer and delete all the pictures.”

The reporter scoffed, “If you could do that, why would you bother meeting

Jing MO narrowed his eyes, his tone growing icy, “To remind you to stay away from Xia Xin in the future.”

Hearing her name, Xia Xin was momentarily taken aback. She had grown used to solving all her problems herself. This feeling of being protected wasn't so bad.

Still defiant, the reporter asked, “And the second option?

A slight smile crept onto Jing MO's lips, “You're free to publish the photos. But I can assure you, they'll make no splash. Furthermore, you'll lose your job and no company will dare to hire you ever again.”

The reporter felt a genuine shiver down his spine; he no longer doubted the veracity of Jing MO's words.

Surrendering, he handed over the memory card, assuring there were no backups, and left the café with far less ease than he had arrived.

Overhearing the exchange between the reporter and Jing MO helped Xia Xin understand something crucial. Jing MO's years in the entertainment industry had not been smooth sailing. His adept handling of the situation demonstrated he had faced challenges like this multiple times before.

Xia Xin grew increasingly curious about Jing Mo. She found herself dwelling on that one question that had troubled her—why had Jing MO disappeared without a word?

Just as she was about to follow the departing reporter to find out why he emanated the weak aura of an abused animal, she heard a voice behind her, tinged with coldness and a veiled threat. “Xia Xin.”

Xia Xin got a shock and her spine stiffened. She said, “I've been discovered.”

She stood still, turned to face Jing MO, and offered a sheepish smile. “Oh, what a coincidence.”

By the time Xia Xin could chase the reporter, he had already disappeared.

Standing up straight, she looked at Jing Mo. He sighed, taking long strides past her and saying as he passed, “Let's go.”

Sensing she hadn't followed, he turned back to her and asked, “What's the matter? Would you like to stay and have more coffee?”

Though Jing MO's tone was gentle, Xia Xin, guilty as charged, found herself unable to reply..

Chapter end