Chapter 685: Does Psychological Trauma Count?<div>


    Trantor:Henyee TrantionsEditor:Henyee Trantions


    Qingya Residence bore Xiao Yize’s name, functioning as both a restaurant and private venue equipped with surveince cameras.


    Upon learning of Devon Katie’s presence at Qingya Residence, Xiao Yize swiftly essed the surveince footage, catching sight of Tally’s attack on Gu Yang.<div>


    Instantly dropping everything, he hurried to the scene.


    If Miss Gu discovered that her sister had been bullied within his establishment, it would undoubtedly tarnish his standing in her eyes.


    Thankfully, Gu Yang’s sister emerged unscathed. Not only had she not sumbed to inciting thetent abilities of abnormal martial artists, but she had also sessfully countered Tally’s hypnotic influence, a feat that even surprised Xiao Yize.N?v(el)B\\jnn


    Observing Devon preparing to depart with the unconscious Tally, Xiao Yize halted them. “Hold on. Who said you could leave? Tally employed malevolent hypnosis to harm Chinese citizens on Chinese soil. This cannot be overlooked.”


    ncing at Gu Yang, Devon Katie furrowed his brow. “Ze, take a closer look. Your sister is unharmed. It was my sister who fell victim to the hypnotic attack.”


    “Who said she’s unharmed?” Xiao Yize retorted, his toneced with disdain. “Do you discount psychological trauma? Are you unaware of the terror induced by your sister’s doll? It has driven people to the brink of madness, hasn’t it?


    “And as for her injuries, weren’t they inflicted by her own devices?”


    “But Gu Yang doesn’t appear frightened…” Devon began.


    Yet, at that moment, Gu Yang’s trembling voice interrupted—


    “Boohoo, that doll is so terrifying! Its eyes can bleed, and itughs…”


    Devon stiffened, turning his head to behold Gu Yang, now trembling, weak, pitiful, and utterly helpless.<div>


    Wait, now you’re scared? Isn’t that reflex a bit dyed?


    Ruan Meng stood in stunned silence.


    In that instant, both Devon and Ruan Meng entertained the same thought: Could this possibly be one of China’s national treasures, Sichuan’s Upheaval Face?


    Xiao Yize offered reassurance to Gu Yang. “Sister, there’s nothing to fear. It’s all a facade. I’ll ensure justice is served.”


    Gu Yang nodded earnestly. “Yes, yes! The image of that terrifying doll is haunting my mind. I’ll surely be too frightened to sleep tonight. And with the Hundred Schools Exam looming tomorrow, rest is crucial.”


    “If we don’t rest well, it could affect our performance. If our performance suffers, we could face ss changes,” she continued.


    “With over 30 days left until the college entrance exam, any disruptions now could have dire consequences. It could jeopardize my chances of getting into the university I desire, potentially ruining my future,” shemented.


    Xiao Yize nodded in agreement before directing an usatory re at Devon Katie. “Did you hear that? The psychological trauma inflicted by your sister could irreversibly alter my sister’s life.”


    Devon Katie’s temples throbbed with frustration. The duo’s synchronized narrative felt like a calcted ploy, leaving him feeling yed and manipted.


    But to his frustration, Devon found himself strangely swayed by Gu Yang’s words. If not for his steadfast vignce against Gu Yang’s potential hypnotic abilities and his position outside the realm of her influence, he might have suspected her of manipting him.


    Turning his attention to Xiao Yize, Devon realized that leaving after this encounter wouldn’t be straightforward. He clenched his jaw and inquired, “What are your terms?”<div>


    Xiao Yize responded coolly, “We’ll abide by the protocol. A visit to the detention center is in order.”


    Furrowing his brow, Devon appealed, “Ze, we’ve known each other for years. Can’t we show some flexibility?”


    A subtle smile graced Xiao Yize’s lips. “Of course. Let’s y by your rules. If you pay a substantial bail andpensate my sister for the mental distress she’s endured, there will be no need for detention.”


    Though seething with anger, Devon understood that Xiao Yize and Gu Yang were capitalizing on the situation to outmaneuver him. Yet, unwilling to engage in a confrontation within Xiao Yize’s territory, he opted to leave a card behind and departed with Tally.


    The card contained a million US dors, with Xiao Yize promptly transferring 500,000 US dors to Gu Yang’s ount aspensation for mental anguish.


    As Xiao Yize saw them off, he even cordially closed the door behind them, offering a parting gesture. “Sister, consider today’s meal on the house.”