C6 End the Karma

Dressed in cheap knock-off designer clothes, Yang Yaron stood outside the neighborhood, glancing around to avoid the security guard's gaze, waiting for a chance to slip in. As she looked left and right, she spotted Gu Yuan stepping out of a black sedan, followed by a man she recognized as that troublesome girl's manager.

Clutching her phone tightly, Yang Yaron stormed over, anger etched on her face, ready to grab Gu Yuan's arm. Gu Yuan stepped back, dodging her grasp. With a slight movement of her fingers, it seemed as if an invisible hand pushed Yang Yaron, causing her to fall flat on her face, her carefully styled hair now a mess.

Qiao Xi, standing nearby, struggled to hold back laughter, his face turning red. He quickly brought a fist to his mouth, coughing lightly to hide his amusement.

Feeling humiliated, Yang Yaron scrambled to her feet, immediately launching into a tirade, "You little brat, how dare you lay a hand on your aunt?"

She raised her hand, intending to leave a mark on Gu Yuan's face. This time, Gu Yuan didn't dodge. Instead, she caught Yang Yaron's wrist, saying, "Auntie, you really have a talent for lying through your teeth."

Gu Yuan's aunt was no pushover; she was skilled in causing scenes, hurling insults, and even getting physical—a real jack-of-all-trades in causing trouble.

It's almost laughable that Gu Yuan isn't even her real niece. Even though she raised her for a few years, those days were so unbearable that even as a bystander, Gu Yuan found it hard to swallow. Now that she's taken over this body, she naturally has to sever these ties. Those who bullied her won't have a good ending.

Yang Yarong's eyes widened. Gu Yuan had never dared to speak to her like this before. "You little brat, you think you're all grown up now? I worked so hard to raise you, and this is how you repay me?" As she spoke, she reached out to hit Gu Yuan, but before her hand could touch Gu Yuan's face, Gu Yuan slapped her back.

The slap echoed sharply, almost melodically.

Gu Yuan noticed a hint of darkness around her forehead and smirked slightly. "This slap ends everything between us. Don't come looking for me again."

With that, Gu Yuan walked past her without a backward glance and headed straight into the neighborhood.

Yang Yarong clutched her face, angrily shouting at Gu Yuan's retreating figure, "You witch! I'll ruin you!"

Qiao Xi didn't believe she could cause any trouble. Watching Yang Yarong's twisted expression, he spat disdainfully, "Ugly people always make the most fuss."

Qiao Xi drove past Yang Yaron so closely that she fell to the ground in shock, hurling a curse at the back of his car as it sped away. Furious, Yang Yaron clutched her phone and dialed a number she didn't recognize from her contacts.

"I came just like you asked, but today, Gu Yuan didn't give me any money and even slapped me..."

She had barely taken two steps when her high heel twisted, and in anger, she yanked off her shoes and tossed them aside. When she looked back at her phone, the screen had gone dark, and no matter how many times she tried to restart it, nothing worked. She was sure it still had battery life.

The phone was expensive, and she didn't want to throw it away, so she tucked it into her pocket and headed to the bus stop. Just as she entered the waiting area, a sports car suddenly lost control and barreled toward her, crashing into her and the shelter behind her. She blacked out completely, collapsing into a pool of blood.

Gu Yuan sat cross-legged on the couch, her eyes half-closed, as if sensing a break in the chain of events. The next second, she opened her eyes and looked down at her fingertips. Sure enough, the dark aura that had been wrapped around her pinky had vanished.