Chapter 35: Stamina of 10
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Ye Sangsang heard footsteps and continued backing away. Her slender body tensed, fear and helpless confusion showing on her face.
She stared at the emptiness before her, so fragile that she seemed as though she might shatter the next second.
[Good heavens, whether it is Sister Sang’s original appearance or Wen Yanxin’s, I’m completely smitten.]
[She’s so slender and delicate, like a porcelain vase that would break at the slightest touch. Sob, sob, sob.]
[I’m truly guilty. Putting myself in the criminal’s place, I actually understand why he came to harass, deceive, and bully her! Why am I thinking this way? I’m really guilty, ahhhhh!]
[Everyone, that tense, thrilling, breathtakingly beautiful fragility is missing only one thing: a beauty shedding tears!]
The viewers in the livestream instantly began wailing and sighing over the scene. While feeling guilty and embarrassed by their own thoughts, they continued watching.
Ye Sangsang had nowhere left to retreat. Feeling around, she braced herself against the bedroom desk and stood up. One hand continued groping behind her as she kept moving backward.
The person opposite her seemed to be thoroughly enjoying the sight: a fragile, rabbit-like flower trembling in fear, utterly at a loss as to how to face the danger before her.
She kept retreating.
As the aggressor, the man kept advancing.
Her fair, slender fingers, tinged with pink, slid across the desktop in panic, searching for something to grab.
A feral grin curled the man’s lips as he moved closer.
At last, her fingers touched a familiar object.
The next moment, the thin, pale hand lifted a book as heavy as a brick and brought it down on the other person’s head without the slightest hesitation.
“Ahhhhh!”
A shrill cry rang out.
The person who had been standing before her was twisted in agony. Unable to control himself, he dropped to one knee before her and began howling.
Ye Sangsang frowned and instinctively searched for the right angle to strike again. She had been unable to see just now and had hit somewhat crookedly; she did not think she had dealt him a fatal blow.
The man tried to seize Ye Sangsang’s foot and drag her to the floor.
In response, Ye Sangsang bent down and began striking him wildly.
“Ah!”
“Ah!”
“Ah!”
Each blow was followed by another howl.
[I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry! The important things must be said three times. Sister Sang, I was too impulsive!]
[I was wrong, hahahahaha! I shouldn’t have had any improper thoughts about Sister Sang!]
[Hahahahahahaha, it looks like that must hurt.]
[I was wondering where my Sister Sang got so much strength. Then I saw that her physical strength had reached ten. She must have put all the stamina points she gained from the previous instance into it.]
The livestream fell silent for three seconds after Ye Sangsang attacked. Then the screen was flooded with apologies and laughter.
The man lay sprawled on the floor. Ye Sangsang stood there blankly, still holding the book, while blood dripped from it.
One drop.
Two drops.
Three drops.
Each landed with an exceedingly faint sound.
She had indeed struck crookedly. The blow had caught the other person’s ear and the front of his face, the heavy, brick-like book slamming viciously from his cheek into his nose.
In that instant, blood gushed from his nose and quickly stained the book.
The man, beaten into utter confusion, endured the pain and tried to grab her, only to be struck again.
Unable to see, Ye Sangsang continued feeling her way forward. One hand searched along the desk while the other held the book as she moved outward.
Her fingers were smeared with blood, which brushed across the desktop.
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Behind her, the man forced himself to turn his head and look toward her, but in the end he could not withstand the violent dizziness and passed out.
When Ye Sangsang heard him collapse unconscious, her expression went hazy for a moment. She fell to her knees, and the book slipped from her hand.
After a long while, she realized that she should call the police.
She felt around for her phone and tried to make the call, only to discover after dialing that there was also a signal jammer here. She certainly could not locate it, and she had no desire to search blindly.
She set the phone down again, reached out to brace herself against the wall, and staggered to her feet before making her way toward the door.
As an afterthought, she closed the door behind her. That way, if the man woke up, the sound of the door opening would alert her.
She had to get outside and find someone to help her call the police.
[That was quite a rapid change of mode for Sister Sang!]
[Did she actually clear this blind-person instance?]
[Don’t say that! The moment you said it, I knew this wasn’t over!]
The livestream watched as Ye Sangsang wandered blankly toward the outside. Because she could not see, she nearly went the wrong way halfway there. Only after touching something in the room did she barely realize where she was and adjust her direction.
It took her a full three minutes to reach the entrance hall.
The central air-conditioning had been turned down low. The instant her hand touched the door lock, she shivered from the cold.
Just as she was about to open the door, the doorbell rang.
Ye Sangsang took a step back.
[Again? Is this place incapable of following common sense?]
[What kind of perverse magnet is Wen Yanxin surrounded by?]
[Not necessarily! Maybe this one is a normal person.]
The livestream audience continued discussing the situation.
Ye Sangsang ran her fingers over the lock, waited a moment, then slid it open and activated the voice intercom.
“Who is it?” she asked.
A voice came through the screen. “I’m the property manager. Do you have a moment? Given your circumstances, I’d like to come in and tell you about the current situation in the residential complex.”
“What situation? You can tell me from outside,” Ye Sangsang refused.
The person outside paused. “We’re mainly concerned that the murderer might break in and pose a threat to your safety. Just open the door so I can confirm that you’re safe.”
“All right.” Ye Sangsang thought for a moment. She had something to say as well, so she reached out and opened the door.
Taking two steps back, she said, “Come in and talk. It’s very hot outside.”
“It certainly is…” a man’s voice replied, and then he walked inside.
Ye Sangsang thought to herself that this was another impolite person.
Just as she stepped forward to close the door, the footsteps behind her stopped.
“You’re not very mobile. Go sit down. I’ll close the door.”
Ye Sangsang paused, then nodded. “All right.”
She picked up the white cane resting nearby and walked toward the sofa.
Behind her, the man said, “Sorry, I’m going to change into your house slippers.”
Ye Sangsang hummed in acknowledgment and nodded, continuing forward with unsteady steps.
She was barefoot. She had forgotten to put on her shoes earlier, so she now crossed the floor toward the sofa with nothing on her feet.
Nor did she intend to put on shoes. She had suddenly realized that shoes were somewhat inconvenient; walking barefoot allowed her feet to align more closely with the floor, making it easier to judge how far she had gone.
The grain of the solid-wood flooring could help her determine the direction beneath her feet.
She had only just discovered this.
For her, it ought to be a good thing.
Her white cane tapped against the floor—two taps to the left, a sweep across, two taps to the right—continually confirming that there were no obstacles ahead.
She sat calmly on the sofa and felt around for a cup. After a few attempts, someone placed it in her hand, and she drank.
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“Thank you,” she said to the property manager.
After steadying her emotions, she turned toward him. “There’s something I need to tell you.”
“I have something to tell you,” the property manager said at the same time.
Ye Sangsang could only reply, “You go first.” As she spoke, a relieved smile appeared on her face.
[Uh, Sister Sang, you’re relaxing far too soon.]
[This is trouble. There are three people in the house now—two men and one woman. What are they planning?]
[These people clearly mean no good!]
The livestream audience was numb with disbelief. One wave after another kept arriving.
Seriously, was this place really so unsafe?
The property manager raised a hand and waved it in front of Ye Sangsang’s face.
Ye Sangsang tilted her head slightly.
The property manager abruptly stopped breathing, suddenly guilty and afraid that she had noticed.
Ye Sangsang turned toward where he was sitting. “Didn’t you say you had something to tell me? Why don’t I go first?”
“I’ll go first. You know that, given your special circumstances, and with your housekeeper absent, the property management office is concerned for your safety. They’ve asked me to stay here for a while, so that if any criminals come by, you won’t be placed in danger.”
The property manager’s words were exceedingly courteous, filled with concern and touched with faint sympathy.
Yet everyone in the livestream could see him staring fixedly at Ye Sangsang, his gaze intensely aggressive and an ill-intentioned smile on his face.
[At first I thought it was just petty theft, but now it seems like something else.]
[It’s hard to imagine how Sangsang is going to get out of this. There’s even a signal jammer installed in the house.]
[Two men and one woman. I have no idea what they came here to do. What kind of achievement is it to bully a blind woman?]
The livestream audience was nearly furious. This instance was even more dangerous than they had imagined.
A blind woman, outnumbered.
Ye Sangsang remained completely unaware. Hearing what he said, she wore an uncertain, puzzled expression. “Wouldn’t that be inappropriate? As long as I don’t open the door, it wouldn’t be easy for anyone to get into the house. There’s no need for someone to stay here with me.”
Annoyance showed on her face, along with fear of men.
At that moment, footsteps sounded beside Ye Sangsang. She sensed them sharply and called out, “Who is that?”
The two men and the woman in the room exchanged glances. The man sitting beside Ye Sangsang frowned toward the source of the footsteps and signaled for the woman to speak.
The woman rolled her eyes and said, “I came with the property manager. I forgot to introduce myself earlier. I also work for property management. There was an emergency in the residential complex, and we thought it would be dangerous for one person to travel alone, so we paired up.”
She had done her best to soften her tone, but impatience and stiffness still remained.
Hearing her, Ye Sangsang’s expression brightened. “There’s a girl here! I thought you were the only one here, sir.”
“That’s right, that’s right. We won’t stay long. The police should catch the escaped murderer soon. We’ll leave as soon as there’s news in the group chat,” the property manager said.
Ye Sangsang seemed to have forgotten about the person lying in the room. She stood and said, “Then I’ll get you some fruit. You can sit in the living room.”
She rose, took up her white cane, and walked toward the refrigerator in the direction she estimated to be correct.
[Oh, my dear Sister Sang.]
[Has Sister Sang realized something is wrong? The atmosphere feels strange.]
[How rude. They started rummaging through the food and expensive things the moment they entered. Their purpose seems very clear: they’re after valuables. Property management really does have the instincts of bandits.]
The number of viewers for this instance suddenly reached a new high. Countless curious netizens wanted to know how the situation would develop and how a blind woman could possibly escape alive.
Naturally, there was no shortage of commentary—especially on how rude the intruders were. Taking advantage of Ye Sangsang’s blindness, they were frantically looting the place.
After some time, Ye Sangsang reached the enormous refrigerator and opened it.
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