Chapter 182: Meeting — Part Four

After repeatedly refusing, the flight attendant’s excited expression finally collapsed.

Her almond-shaped eyes filled with embarrassment and grievance as she stared at Shen Yu for several seconds before reluctantly pushing her cart toward the rear compartment.

"What the hell?"

"Who’s sitting back there?"

"The flight attendant actually asked to add him on WeChat!"

"Damn! Could he be some kind of celebrity?"

"How handsome does a guy have to be for a flight attendant to know he’s taken and still want his contact information?"

The whispers quickly spread through the cabin.

Several passengers curiously turned around.

At first, they only wanted to see what kind of man could make the flight attendant behave so boldly.

But the moment their eyes landed on Shen Yu—

Their expressions changed.

A faint mint-like fragrance seemed to drift through the air.

For some inexplicable reason, their hearts softened.

A strange sense of fondness quietly surfaced.

The passengers who had been chatting loudly gradually fell silent.

Even a flashy-looking young man sitting several rows ahead suddenly stood up.

He walked straight toward Shen Yu.

"Bro."

"Can we get to know each other?"

"Maybe we could hang out sometime."

Shen Yu looked at him through his mask.

"Sorry."

The young man froze.

Shen Yu’s mouth twitched beneath the mask.

Damn it.

This Succubus Physique is toxic.

Fortunately, he was traveling abroad.

If he had gone somewhere crowded with young women, he probably would have ended up causing an even bigger commotion.

The entire cabin became strangely quiet.

No one looked at the windows anymore.

No one looked at their phones.

Everyone’s attention was focused on Shen Yu.

Some people were even beginning to wonder whether they were under some kind of spell.

In the flight attendants’ rest area—

Li Jing covered her face with both hands.

"Oh my god..."

"What did I just do?"

"I’m going to die of embarrassment."

She rubbed her cheeks repeatedly.

She had been single for twenty-five years.

Yet the moment she saw that man, something inside her had suddenly gone crazy.

It was as though she had completely lost control of herself.

"Why was I so shameless?"

"He already said he had a girlfriend!"

"And I still wanted his contact information..."

Li Jing’s face burned.

She took several deep breaths.

"Calm down."

"Stay composed."

"You’re an elegant flight attendant."

"You’re not some lovesick idiot."

She slowly steadied her breathing.

Then—

A male crew member approached.

"Jing, what’s wrong?"

"Is it the pressure change?"

His Chinese was slightly awkward, but his appearance was striking.

He was tall and handsome, with neatly styled blond hair, piercing blue eyes, and a high nose bridge.

His fitted uniform emphasized his broad shoulders and straight posture.

His name was Har.

Li Jing glanced at him.

"I don’t know if you’ll believe me..."

"But something strange happened just now."

Har smiled.

"What happened?"

"I suddenly felt my heart racing."

"It was like..."

"Like the moment you meet someone and immediately know you can’t live without them."

As Li Jing spoke, she became increasingly embarrassed.

Har’s smile stiffened for the briefest moment.

Then it returned to normal.

"Jing."

"You’re the most beautiful Dragon Kingdom woman I’ve ever met."

"There are stars in your eyes."

"The man who caught your attention must be an incredible person."

Li Jing shook her head quickly.

"He’s not necessarily incredible."

"I just..."

"I don’t know."

"I simply felt attracted to him the moment I saw him."

Har’s eyes narrowed slightly.

"Do you know where he is?"

Li Jing instinctively pointed toward the passenger cabin.

"Seat C08."

Then she immediately covered her face again.

"No!"

"I can’t think about him anymore!"

She leaned against the water dispenser, her cheeks burning.

Har silently watched her.

His expression gradually became colder.

Over the years, he had slept with many women from Dragon Country.

Li Jing, however, had been different.

He had deliberately avoided touching her.

He had wanted to slowly win her over.

Over the years, he had even used his position to secretly observe more than a hundred female passengers.

But now—

He had finally encountered a rival.

"Damn it."

Har straightened his collar.

"Let’s see what kind of person you are."

He walked toward the passenger cabin.

When Har reached the aisle, he stopped.

The scene before him was bizarre.

Almost every passenger was staring toward the same corner.

Shen Yu.

The masked man was sitting quietly in his seat with his head lowered.

He wasn’t doing anything.

He wasn’t speaking.

Yet everyone was watching him.

Har frowned.

Something’s wrong.

Even he could feel it.

A faint instinct inside him was telling him that Shen Yu was interesting.

That he wanted to approach him.

That he wanted to know more about him.

But—

That’s impossible.

Har’s expression became serious.

"This guy..."

"He’s a dungeon participant."

A flash of excitement appeared in his eyes.

If you’ve come aboard this plane...

Don’t even think about leaving.

Har quietly reached into his pocket.

His fingers wrapped around a blood-red syringe.

He glanced around.

Then—

He stabbed it into his upper arm.

His muscles tightened.

A strange cold sensation spread through his body.

The syringe slowly emptied.

Har gritted his teeth and pulled it out.

He casually returned it to his pocket.

A small inscription was visible on the transparent glass.

Energy Gathering Society.

His eyes became cold.

When he looked at Shen Yu again—

The inexplicable attraction was gone.

Har walked down the aisle.

"Whoa."

"So you’re really a dungeon participant."

He smiled.

"Your ability doesn’t look particularly impressive."

"And yet you dare to steal my woman?"

"Kid..."

"You deserve to be caught by me."

He stopped beside Shen Yu.

"Excuse me, passenger."

"May I offer you an upgrade service?"

His voice was perfectly professional.

Shen Yu looked up.

"No."

Har’s smile didn’t change.

"If you upgrade, there is special service."

Shen Yu frowned.

What the hell?

Is this guy hitting on me too?

He instinctively shifted closer toward the window.

But Har sat down beside him.

"Sir."

"You really should consider upgrading."

"I don’t need it."

Har suddenly placed a large hand over Shen Yu’s.

Shen Yu immediately pulled his hand away.

"No."

"Get away."

He was already considering changing seats.

Then—

A cold sensation slipped beneath his shirt.

Something hard pressed against his stomach.

Shen Yu’s pupils contracted.

A gun.

Har’s voice became extremely low.

"Dungeon participant."

"Don’t move."

Shen Yu glanced down.

The outline of a handgun was clearly visible beneath Har’s clothes.

"If you move..."

"The bullet goes through your stomach."

"What?"

Shen Yu’s expression gradually turned cold.

He didn’t understand.

Why was this man suddenly attacking him?

Was he a hijacker?

A criminal?

Or someone who had specifically targeted him?

But that didn’t make sense.

Why would an ordinary criminal know he was a dungeon participant?

And why would his abilities suddenly become unusable?

Shen Yu immediately focused on the three skill icons floating within his consciousness.

His expression changed.

Black.

All three icons had turned completely black.

He tried to activate them.

A system notification appeared.

[Warning]

[Under the influence of a special talent, your skills cannot currently be used.]

Shen Yu’s pupils contracted.

Talent.

This man is also a dungeon participant.

The realization sent a chill through him.

What level is his talent?

He didn’t know.

But the fact that even his skills had been sealed was enough to prove that this man was dangerous.

Har stood up.

"Come with me."

"We’re going to Business Class."

Shen Yu remained calm.

The gun pressing against his stomach didn’t frighten him.

He had Perfect Timeline.

He had Mirror Flower, Water Moon.

And more importantly—

Yang Jin and Yun Han were right beside him.

Even if the plane exploded, he wouldn’t panic.

But then—

Something felt wrong.

He mentally reached toward his abilities again.

Nothing.

They remained sealed.

Shen Yu’s expression became slightly more serious.

This isn’t ordinary suppression.

What kind of talent does this guy possess?

"Yang Jin."

"Yun Han."

"Listen carefully."

Shen Yu communicated with the two women through his mind.

"When the plane lands, restrain him immediately."

"I have a feeling this guy didn’t just happen to encounter me."

Before he could finish—

Yang Jin’s voice suddenly interrupted him.

Her tone was unusually urgent.

"Shen Yu."

"Something’s wrong."

Shen Yu’s expression changed.

"What?"

Yang Jin’s voice became even more serious.

"After this guy appeared..."

"Yun Han and I were sent back into the Love Hut."

"He did something to our connection."

"Shen Yu..."

"He’s not normal."

Shen Yu’s eyes narrowed.

He glanced at Har.

The man was still smiling.

Still holding the gun against his stomach.

Still pretending to be an ordinary flight attendant.

But Shen Yu finally understood.

This wasn’t a random encounter.

Someone had deliberately targeted him.

And whatever Har had done—

It had even affected Yang Jin and Yun Han.

For the first time since boarding the plane, Shen Yu’s relaxed expression completely disappeared.

Energy Gathering Society...

So you’ve finally come for me.