Chuzheng got the chain. With the medium complete, she could suddenly receive a lot more things.

She quickly found out what it means to be a fugitive.

There are more than just one Time-Space Merchant, and they all exist in different worlds.

And Wei Yi came from another world.

Entering another world without permission is a provocation to the rules of Time-Space Merchants.

Wei Yi must have committed some crime and escaped from another world to this one... Yes, Wei Yi escaped here.

Now, as the Time-Space Merchant of this world, she must eliminate him; otherwise, she would be putting herself at risk.

If she lets him become the Time-Space Merchant of this world, then all kinds of trouble would ensue.

Eliminate him!

Chuzheng felt a bit eager to give it a try.

This is officially certified; surely that bastard can’t say anything about it anymore?

Indeed, the King’s account remained silent and did not speak up.

However, finding him now is a bit troublesome...

Sigh.

She’ll take it one step at a time.

Chuzheng came out of that space, appearing out of thin air, which startled Xi Jing.

"You..."

He pointed outside the door, looking bewildered and innocent.

Wasn’t she just out of the door a moment ago?

Chuzheng casually explained, "It’s like that teleportation you see on TV. Got it?"

Xi Jing gave an ’oh’ that felt like he half-understood, still looking bewildered, adorably dopey.

Chuzheng very rudely enjoyed this little cutie.

"Were you scared today?"

Xi Jing tilted his head to the left, then slowly nodded the next second, looking pitifully at her.

Chuzheng stroked his hair absentmindedly for a while before saying, "Your tolerance isn’t very good."

Xi Jing: "..."

Bang—

Suddenly there was a loud crash outside, like something had fallen to the ground.

Then came a burst of angry curses.

"Who the hell taught you, you loser, stealing money now! Crying, what are you crying for..."

The man’s angry voice, along with a child’s crying, pierced the silent night, sounding sharp and piercing.

Xi Jing looked outside the door, a hint of malice flashing in his eyes, but when Chuzheng looked over, he returned to his obedient and cute facade, full of reluctance and hidden anger.

Xi Jing pushed Chuzheng slightly, trying to get down.

Chuzheng pressed him down, fiercely, "What are you doing?"

"I... I’ll go have a look."

"Look at what? Get beaten up?"

Xi Jing: "..."

Even through the door, they could hear the man’s beating, whether he was using a belt or something else, the sound was very loud.

Some residents could not stand the disturbance in the middle of the night and cursed a few times.

Then they were scolded even more fiercely by the man.

The lights in the apartment building were turning on more and more, but mostly it was complaints; few people were willing to confront that man.

-

Xi Jing looked at Chuzheng pleadingly, if this continued, Chen Beibei might be beaten to death.

Chuzheng remained unmoved. Xi Jing hesitated, then proactively leaned in to kiss her, making Chuzheng’s breath catch slightly.

The boy’s eyes seemed to carry a mist, and every action appeared careful.

Chuzheng pulled him away and got out of bed.

The boy looked joyful, following her to get up, but didn’t rush outside; he obediently waited for Chuzheng, making her a bit satisfied, as she went to open the door.

In this tier, almost everyone at home had their lights on, and some even opened their doors to watch.

Chen Beibei was curled up on the ground, being whipped with a child’s jump rope. The cries and shouts from earlier had dwindled to faint sobs, probably too painful to make a sound.

The jump rope, composed of four strands, would definitely hurt when whipped.

The man whipped while cursing, as if wishing to beat Chen Beibei to death.

And the reason was simply that Chen Beibei had taken fifty yuan from the table.

Xi Jing held Chuzheng’s hand tightly, his expression full of reluctance: "She will be beaten to death."

Chuzheng took out her phone and started recording.

Xi Jing looked at her, wanting to say something, but didn’t dare to speak out.

"Your phone."

Xi Jing quickly ran inside, retrieved his phone, and handed it to Chuzheng.

Chuzheng unlocked the screen, discovering his wallpaper was set to a picture of her. As Xi Jing watched Chen Beibei, he didn’t notice Chuzheng’s expression.

The phone had a fingerprint lock; Chuzheng tried using her own, and it unlocked automatically.

She remembered one time when Xi Jing didn’t sleep, using her finger to unlock it for a while. Apparently, she hadn’t remembered wrong...

Chuzheng quickly pressed three numbers.

The man seemed to notice Chuzheng calling the police, and glared over fiercely, "What are you doing! I’m disciplining my daughter; it’s none of your business! Hang up the call!"

"You’re too noisy." Chuzheng replied expressionlessly, then spoke into the phone, "Did you hear that? He’s even threatening me, an innocent bystander performing an act of courage. If you don’t hurry, he’s going to kill."

"Damn!"

The man cursed angrily and rushed over, swinging the rope in his hand.

Chuzheng released Xi Jing, pushed him back, twisted her wrist to catch the rope, and yanked it hard to the side.

The man was pulled by the rope, crashing into the balcony railing beside him.

With a thud, everyone who heard felt a headache.

The man didn’t get up for quite a while.

"No skills, but you’re good at hitting kids." Chuzheng tossed the rope aside, her tone cold and flat, "What’s the point of living."

People who can’t do anything hit their wives and kids; those who can are busy earning money, not hitting their wives and kids.

The rich perverts don’t count.

The man took a while to recover, propped himself up against the balcony, shook his head, and glared at Chuzheng with a hostile expression.

Even a yellow-haired girl dared to lecture him, who gave her the guts!

He suddenly picked up something nearby and hurled it toward Chuzheng.

Unexpectedly, Chuzheng didn’t fight back but instead pulled Xi Jing to retreat back into the room.

Seeing this, the man angrily picked up the jump rope from the ground again, swinging it inside.

Whoosh—

Bam!

Noises occasionally came from inside the house, making those outside anxious, but thinking of how Chuzheng dealt with the drunkard and those hooligans before, they reckoned it shouldn’t be a problem.

Five minutes later, Chuzheng kicked the man out; his body tilted, knocking against the balcony railing, collapsing askew.

Chuzheng stood at the door with her arms crossed, her words carrying an unclear meaning: "Congratulations."

The man: "???"

The crowd: "???"

Congratulations for what?

Woo woo woo—

Below the apartment building, red and blue lights flashed.

-

It wasn’t until the authorities arrived that the man understood what Chuzheng meant by ’congratulations’.

Congratulations on losing everything, unable to afford the compensation.

Everything in her apartment was worth tens of thousands at least, and he had smashed quite a bit just now.

The key point is she had recorded everything, proving he was the one who started.

This responsibility... 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

"She set me up!" the man pointed at Chuzheng, "Officers, she deliberately let me in, deliberately let me smash things."

Chuzheng, leaning against the door frame, looked at the man, responding calmly and slowly, "Better be careful with your words. Was I the first to make a move?"