Chapter 124: You’re the Worst Class My Uncle’s Ever Trained!
The captain, hands trembling, fired a shot at the ceiling. “Calm down, everyone! There’s no way Sadako exists in this world!”
So Chi Qian gave him a smile—blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.
Drip. Drip. Onto the floor.
Captain: !!!
Chi Qian swung forward with her legs hooked on the rope. With one slap each, she sent them all crashing into the walls.
Ugh, so annoying—the walls even got smashed into pits.
She hopped down to the floor, licked the sweet-and-sour ketchup at her lips, and pulled out her phone to call the police. “Hello, yes, there are terrorists who broke into my home…”
—
Half an hour later, at the police station.
Chi Qian calmly explained what happened, and the fright she had suffered: “They rushed in firing wildly, wrecking my doors, windows, and ceiling.”
“They even kicked over my fried chicken. Isn’t that going too far?”
“And I’m just a weak, kind-hearted little girl. What could I do? Of course I had no choice but to knock them out and hand them over to you, Officer, sob.”
She kept her third uncle’s advice firmly in mind: stay low-profile.
So she hadn’t done anything excessive—just knocked the terrorists unconscious, that’s all.
That was “low-profile” enough, right?
The police were at a loss for words. They glanced at the bruised, swollen men lying on the ground, then at the harmless-looking little girl in front of them, sweet and soft like a bunny.
For a moment, they truly couldn’t tell who the real terrorists were.
And then things got even more ridiculous.
Because these supposed terrorists turned out to be members of the Ninth District’s Alpha Squad.
They had broken into this girl’s house because they were on a mission to arrest a smuggler named Walker.
Since the case involved the Ninth District, it had to be handed over to them.
After the handover, Chi Qian was invited to the Ninth District office for questioning.
The officer was a young woman, who even prepared snacks for her.
She asked for Chi Qian’s guardian’s phone number and dialed it.
The line rang for a long time before someone finally answered. A low, hoarse voice—strained from suppressed exhaustion—came through: “What is it? I’m busy.”
This number had only been given to Chi Qian, so Chi Yanliu assumed it was her calling.
The female officer thought the voice sounded strangely familiar.
“Hello, are you Chi Qian’s guardian?”
“I am.”
“Your child has gotten involved in what looked like a terrorist incident. She’s at the Ninth District now, giving a statement. Please come immediately.”
There was silence for a few seconds. “…Mary?”
Mary also fell silent for a moment. “Major Chi?”
“…I’m coming right now.”
After hanging up, Mary felt things were about to get messy.
—
In less than half an hour, Chi Yanliu strode into the Ninth District headquarters.
The once noisy environment instantly fell silent, even breaths became lighter.
His face was slightly pale, his clothes stained with blood, as he walked into Mary’s office.
Chi Qian sat on the sofa, snacking. When she saw her Little Uncle enter, she sniffed. “Uncle, you smell like blood.”
“Not mine,” he replied casually. “What happened?”
Mary tactfully explained how the Alpha Squad had raided the wrong address, terrifying his niece—and then being knocked unconscious by said niece, before being delivered to the police.
When she finished, Chi Yanliu fell silent again.
Alpha Squad was one of Ninth District’s elite units. They had never made such a blunder before.
He turned to Chi Qian. “How exactly did you knock them out?”
“I did this, then this, then like that—boom, all down.” Chi Qian chewed on some squid jerky. “But they attacked first! I was only defending myself.”
Mary couldn’t help but laugh. The Major’s niece was adorable.
Chi Qian wasn’t done complaining. “Uncle, they messed up your house so badly—the windows and ceiling are broken! And my fried chicken got stomped on twice!”
Chi Yanliu: “……”
Why did he get the feeling her real grievance was only in that last sentence?
“Was the smuggler arrested?” he asked.
Mary: “Yes. According to him, he switched his own house number with yours. He was preparing to escape when he heard someone at your place shouting about Sadako. He leaned over his balcony to watch the show, fell off, knocked himself out, and was arrested at the hospital.”
Chi Yanliu: “……”
What kind of circus was this?
“Tell Alpha Squad to stay at my house until further notice. They are to repair every single piece of damaged furniture.”
Chi Qian chimed in: “And my fried chicken, Coke, and fries! I barely ate any!”
“…Have them compensate you.”
Mary stifled a laugh. “Yes, understood.”
—
As soon as they left, gossip exploded across the Ninth District:
“The entire Alpha Squad got flattened by the Major’s niece?!”
“As expected of the boss—even his niece is a monster.”
“She an adult yet? If not, we should still recruit her when she is! A talent like that would be wasted anywhere else!”
“Hah, losers like you still want to poach her? You lost to us last match!”
“Wait… since when did Major Chi even have a niece? You sure this isn’t fake news?”
…
They might’ve been peerless fighters outside, able to take on ten men at once, but inside Ninth District they were basically just a bunch of gossiping huskies.
—
Back at the villa, the doorplate had already been switched back.
Alpha Squad was there ahead of time—sweeping, replacing the door, fixing the ceiling.
Every single one of them looked meek as quails.
Chi Yanliu folded his arms, his voice icy. “Which one of you screwed up the address?”
One member raised a trembling hand. “M-me…”
Chi Yanliu sneered. “Charging into a mission without verifying your intel—should I shake your heads and see how much water sloshes inside?”
The Alpha Team hung their heads in shame.
“More than ten of you together can’t scrape up a single brain. Starting tomorrow, get back to the training camp. Don’t return until you’ve passed everything with full marks.”
Alpha Team didn’t dare make a sound.
“From now on, don’t go around saying you were trained by me. Embarrassing.”
Alpha Team: QAQ!
What else could they do? They’d been just as helpless back then.
That glowing green skull even grinned at them!
And the owner of that skull, hands tucked behind her back, spoke like a wizened elder: “You’re the worst batch my uncle has ever trained!”
The Alpha Team nearly burst with frustration.
If it hadn’t been for your sneak attack, how could we have lost to a brat like you?
“Boss, I bought the family bucket and Coke.” The captain rushed in carrying a big bag. “Also egg tarts and fries.”
Chi Yanliu kept his hands in his pockets, glancing over with indifference. “Give them to her.”
“Got it.”
The captain laid out the food on the table, his smile tight. “Little sister, everything you asked for is right here.”
Chi Qian picked up a chicken wing and stuffed it into her mouth. Delicious.
Then, to confirm what had happened that afternoon, Chi Yanliu played the living room’s surveillance footage on the TV.
Soon, Chi Qian’s upside-down stance on the rope filled the big screen.
Chi Yanliu looked at her. “What exactly were you doing then?”
Chi Qian sipped her cola, calm as could be, without a shred of guilt. “The TV said handstands are good for your health, so I was practicing.”
“Practicing while dangling upside down in mid-air?”
“I felt it was more comfortable that way.”
“…”
