Actually, everything that just happened is quite easy to explain.

Beichuan Si had stormed in and brutally beaten up these middle-aged men, and then used the breath of death to heal their wounds, before proceeding to threaten them.

Having witnessed Beichuan Si's daunting and inhuman abilities, these middle-aged men dared not reveal a single piece of information about Beichuan Si to the police, simply attributing his identity to that of a "delivery boy" with a brief explanation.

And now—

Screams spread.

But this time, Beichuan Si was well-prepared, using the breath of death to seal the entire room.

Therefore, not a single sound escaped.

On the bodies of these middle-aged men clung spirits with terrifying appearances, their chilling presence causing the temperature of the air to plummet in an instant.

Twisted faces of deathly paleness, contorted slender limbs, bodies smeared with dark blood...

These were all very "standard" specters.

As for where these specters came from...

Beichuan Si glanced at the silver light twinkling in his hand.

It was a gleaming silver dagger.

Jian Ding had already been used to test its capabilities on Shirakura Chiyoko of the Church of Truth and Happiness after its unsealing.

Its nature was "intimidation."

Since Beichuan Si had used Jian Ding to slice through countless spirits, the dagger exhibited an intimidating effect on low-level specters.

However, the system's description didn't specify whether this ability would work on the living.

Looking at the reactions of Shirakura Chiyoko and these men,

The intimidating effect was truly outstanding.

Beichuan Si stroked his chin.

Speaking of which, he had yet to decide what to do with the stone ring he had taken from Shirasaki Chiyoda, which was also a minor spiritual tool that, when worn, could enhance positive thoughts.

But Beichuan Si didn't need such a thing, so he simply left it gathering dust next to his computer desk—

Maybe give it to Shen Gu Mirai?

Beichuan Si narrowed his eyes.

After all, Shen Gu Mirai already possessed positive thoughts and was no longer ordinary.

Giving this item to her would surely not be a mistake...

As Beichuan Si pondered, the middle-aged men on the other side let out a fearful yell, with a few already convulsing, saliva even dribbling from their mouths.

He looked around carefully once more.

Countless specters had attached themselves; most of them were familiar to Beichuan Si, some had even given him a tough battle before.

The ground below had begun to exude a foul, dark liquid, and the air churned with the stench of decaying corpses.

The effects of Jian Ding's intimidation could actually create such a scene...

To be honest, Beichuan Si wanted to see what would happen next, but the middle-aged men had already become like this; further frightening them might actually result in deaths.

With that thought, Beichuan Si emotionlessly patted the blade of Jian Ding.

Following the submissive vibration, the intimidating effects created by Jian Ding dissipated.

The specters receded into the walls and floor tatami, and everything returned to the way it was before.

The overwhelming smell of alcohol and the men's sweat mixed together, prompting Beichuan Si to stand up and open the living room window.

The middle-aged men lay on the ground as if soulless, their eyes filled with lingering fear after being scared.

In such circumstances, Beichuan Si did not hesitate to drag up the only one who seemed relatively normal—a man dressed in simple, tidy clothes.

And he was Shindai Kanari's father, Shindai Gen.

However, just like the others, even as Beichuan Si lifted Shindai Gen from the ground, he remained in a dazed state, clearly still immersed in the fear he had just experienced.

The man had a rather pleasant face, and with neat clothes and well-groomed hair, it was easy for others to take a liking to him.

And this was probably also how he had once deceived the young Shindai Kasumi.

Beichuan Si raised his hand and delivered a slap across Shindai Gen's face.

The pain was immediate, jolting the still-dazed Shindai Gen into crying out while clutching his face.

The forceful slap by Beichuan Si caused Shindai Gen's pale face to swell instantly; a careful look would reveal blood at the corners of his mouth.

He kicked his legs in terror, his voice trembling, hands cradling his head: "Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"

Seeing Shindai Gen finally come to his senses, Beichuan Si was unceremonious, grabbing his collar and forcefully pulling him up from the ground once more.

His eyes glinted with a chilling deathly aura.

Beichuan Si wouldn't ask something meaningless like "Do you still remember your daughter Shindai Xiangli?"

Because from the moment he came in, Beichuan Si had already understood Shindai Gen's attitude.

His face, covered in smiles as he drank with these middle-aged men, showed no signs of sadness for Shindai Xiangli.

Besides, the deceased were gone; bringing up the unfortunate Shindai Xiangli now would serve no purpose and would also make Beichuan Si seem overly sentimental and affected.

Yes, Beichuan Si had come here to hit someone!

No need for idle talk! Just go straight for the beating.

Thump!!!

With a heavy kick, Beichuan Si knocked Shindai Gen to the ground.

He then flipped his wrist, and a rigid rubber baton appeared in his hand.

Gripping the rubber baton, he swung it fiercely onto Shindai Gen's body.

The contact between the human body and the rubber baton caused a crisp sound.

Throughout this ordeal, Shindai Gen tried to flee, only to be dragged back by his hair by Beichuan Si without a moment's hesitation.

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