Return of the King, Dominating the City

Chapter 1269 - 1254: Almost Used as an Experiment

The scene slowly solidified.

All the focus was on the scissors clipped on Song Yun’s finger.

Under normal circumstances, when a sharp blade touches flesh, there’s only one sound.

Poof.

The sound of the blade entering the flesh.

However, on such a rainy night.

Even though the raindrops outside kept pounding the window, that "clack" sound penetrated the sound of the raindrops and drilled into the ears of both Song Yun and Ye Yinyin.

Ye Yinyin’s brows furrowed for the first time.

This was the first time since Song Yun saw her that Ye Yinyin furrowed her brows, even though it was just a fleeting moment, Song Yun understood that things might be going south.

Song Yun’s hardening is his most private supernatural ability, something that ordinary people are basically unaware of and can be considered one of Song Yun’s powerful trump cards. Therefore, Song Yun does not want it to become widely known, lest he ends up lying in bed being researched.

Just now, his reflexive hardening caused the scissors to make a "clack" sound when hitting his finger, which was the collision between the blade and muscle. Under normal circumstances, how could a person’s muscles be hardened?

If the woman sitting in front of Song Yun right now was someone else, like Li Shishi or Xiaoqing, Song Yun would have a full confidence of bluffing his way through. But the woman sitting in front of Song Yun and holding the scissors was Ye Yinyin.

Such a woman who can guess accurately what you’re thinking even before you speak, do you believe you have the ability to bluff her?

At least, Song Yun feels he does not have that ability to bluff her.

"It’s hard."

Ye Yinyin’s hand moved without Song Yun’s notice, already quietly pressing down on the finger that the scissors had hit.

"This... this is the keratin layer."

Even though knowing Ye Yinyin wouldn’t believe him, Song Yun still said, "You know, I’m a homebody guy. This hand, often involved in activities, you know, hence calluses form."

Ye Yinyin chose to ignore Song Yun’s explanation. Instead, she tilted her head, looking at Song Yun’s finger, and asked, "How did you do it?"

"I don’t know either."

Song Yun decisively shook his head.

"Is this metal?"

Ye Yinyin wasn’t annoyed by not getting a satisfying answer but continued asking.

"No..."

Song Yun shook his head.

"Oh!"

Ye Yinyin nodded and stood up, heading to her room.

Song Yun stood frozen in place.

"Is it that simple?"

Looking at Ye Yinyin’s disappearing figure before him, Song Yun found it hard to believe. In his perspective, Ye Yinyin’s research focus was chemical pharmaceuticals while his hardening belonged to biological pharmacology. Both related to pharmaceuticals, so logically, Ye Yinyin should be very interested in knowing why she acts now as if she isn’t interested in his hardening ability at all?

But, disinterest is better than interest!

Song Yun nervously patted his chest. If Ye Yinyin were interested in him, would she catch him for research?

Sometimes, Song Yun’s premonitions are quite accurate.

Just when Song Yun got up to return to his room, Ye Yinyin appeared before him again with a beaker in her hand.

The beaker contained some light yellow liquid.

"It should be some elements on your finger that have mutated. I’ll test what elements they are."

Ye Yinyin said as she approached Song Yun.

"No need, no need." Song Yun hurriedly shook his head and said, "This belongs to my private domain. Even though we live together, this is about my personal boundaries."

"Maybe it’s hidden elements!"

Ye Yinyin said, "This is just a light-grade acid; nothing will happen. You trust me, I never do things without certainty, so let me experiment."

"Acid?"

Sweat immediately appeared on Song Yun’s forehead as he shook his head, saying, "Sorry, I don’t like people using me for experiments. It makes me feel my dignity is being challenged."

Ye Yinyin didn’t insist; she placed the beaker aside, sat on the sofa, and said, "You’re not an ordinary person; ordinary people don’t have the capability to do this."

"I’m just an exchange student from Sunan, no need to think I’m so mysterious." Song Yun said, "I’m just staying here for a few months, after which I’ll leave. Don’t have any designs on me, or I’ll be upset, and if I’m upset, the consequences will be serious."

Ye Yinyin didn’t reply but raised her head to look at the fluorescent light on the ceiling, lost in thought.

Song Yun glanced at Ye Yinyin and, realizing she had no intention of continuing with the experiment, returned to his room.

"Wow, that was close! Almost got caught by this girl for experimentation."

Song Yun remarked, looking at his finger. If Ye Yinyin insisted on pursuing this matter, it might indeed be troublesome.

Of course, the trouble mentioned is only a minor inconvenience. What status does Song Yun hold now? Even if he was found out, so what? Would anyone really dare to capture him for experiments? Not to mention whether the Song Family would allow it; even if they did, could someone capture the thirtieth-ranked War God that easily?

Song Yun confidently lay down on his bed, pulled up the quilt, ready to sleep.

Just then, Song Yun suddenly felt a slender small hand grab his own.

Song Yun reacted as if electrocuted, instantly retracting his hand, and then he saw Ye Yinyin.

Oh my god!

Song Yun looked at the securely locked door, then at Ye Yinyin crouching by his bedside, exclaimed, "Are you a ghost? How did you come in silently? Scared me to death!"

"You made me curious, so will you agree to the request I proposed? I promise to just research a little bit."

Ye Yinyin crouched there, gazing at Song Yun’s hand, and asked, "Is it just this finger that does this, or is it your whole body?"

My you-know-what can do this too, want to try?

Song Yun silently cursed but said, "I’ve told you, it’s a callus from too much activity. Can I do this on other parts? By the way, Yinyin, this is a man’s room, you came in silently and unexpectedly, isn’t that a bit what’s-it? If I was doing something and you saw it, and I ended up with psychological and physical issues from fright, would you compensate me?"

Ye Yinyin didn’t answer Song Yun but instead stood up and left Song Yun’s room.

Looking at Ye Yinyin, Song Yun’s cold sweat reappeared.