There was an unmistakable sense of defeat in Lu Yuanyuan’s voice. She clearly felt that everything she had done was pointless—nothing more than a foolish attempt to comfort herself.

No matter how many people insulted her online, no matter how much she fought back, she could never change their minds.

Ji Chenai gazed at her hollow eyes and said softly. “Cousin, don’t worry. Those people… they’ve stopped.”

Lu Yuanyuan let out a bitter chuckle. She assumed he was just trying to console her with empty words. “Xiao Qin, I know what you’re trying to do… but thank you anyway.”

Seeing that she didn’t believe him, Ji Chenai offered. “Why don’t you check the posts yourself?”

Lu Yuanyuan lifted her head slightly to glance at him. After a moment, she slowly crawled out of bed and shuffled over to the computer.

Her gaze landed on the thread that had once been flooded with insults.

As she scrolled through the comments, a look of pure shock flashed across her face.

“What… what is this?” she stammered in disbelief.

Of course, Ji Chenai couldn’t exactly admit it was his doing. He put on a confused expression and shrugged. “I have no idea. I was just trying to talk sense into them, but they kept cursing at me. Then, all of a sudden, their attitude completely changed.”

Lu Yuanyuan clicked back to the homepage and was immediately met with an overwhelming sight—post after post from so-called “paid trolls” flooding the front page. The sheer volume nearly drowned out all other discussions.

Even more shocking, several of these viral posts included damning screenshots and detailed records of transactions—solid evidence of the orchestrated smear campaign.

She stared at the screen, utterly dumbfounded.

Ji Chenai feigned confusion. “Cousin… what do you think is going on with these people?”

Lu Yuanyuan had been bottling up her frustration for days. Seeing her former attackers suddenly reversing their stance, she couldn’t resist firing back.

“Weren’t you all just so sure you were right? What happened? Why are you groveling now?”

One of the posters quickly responded:

“I’m really sorry. I must’ve been out of my mind to say those things. I hope you can forgive me.”

Lu Yuanyuan’s tense expression softened as she let out a long sigh. “I don’t even know… how this happened.”

Ji Chenai scratched his head, pretending to be troubled. “So, Cousin… should we keep arguing with them?”

Lu Yuanyuan glanced at him and, for a brief moment, felt the urge to ruffle his hair. Instead, she chuckled. “What’s the point? They’ve already admitted they were wrong. There’s nothing left to say.”

For Ji Chenai and Lu Yuanyuan, the ordeal was finally over.

But while they were feeling relieved, someone else was definitely not.

Huang Junshu was in the middle of organizing some documents when his phone buzzed.

Seeing the caller ID, his stomach dropped.

It was his boss.

His hands trembled slightly as he hurried to answer.

His boss had always held him in high regard, and important matters were usually entrusted to him, so Huang Junshu always took his boss’s calls seriously.

However, he never expected that the moment he answered the phone, he would be met with an onslaught of furious shouting. His boss’s tone was more intense and enraged than he had ever encountered.

Huang Junshu was completely caught off guard, unsure of what was going on. Once the tirade ended, he cautiously asked. “Boss, what happened?”

Upon hearing his confusion, his boss scolded him again, before finally explaining the situation.

As the details sank in, Huang Junshu broke out in a cold sweat. It turned out the batch of trolls his boss had asked him to hire had messed up big time. Not only had they sold out their employer, but they had also leaked sensitive insider information online.

Huang Junshu’s heart sank, this was a disaster. He quickly promised his boss he would look into the situation and find out what had gone wrong with the trolls.

After hanging up, Huang Junshu dialed the contact for the troll team. He waited for a long time, but no one picked up. He tried several more times, but all calls went unanswered.

Realizing he couldn’t reach anyone, Huang Junshu rushed to his computer. He quickly browsed through several major websites and forums, only to find that the internet had already erupted in chaos.

Someone had exposed everything about his boss’s son’s assault online, but that wasn’t even the worst part. The real blow came when the whistleblower began revealing all the unsavory things his boss had done.

Huang Junshu clicked on the post and felt a cold sweat running down his back. Many of the details in the post were things he had personally handled, and it was clear the whistleblower knew the inner workings of the situation. There was no way they could write so accurately without being deeply involved.

Huang Junshu wasn’t sure if his boss had seen the post yet, but he had no time to waste. He immediately contacted the website administrator, hoping to have the post taken down.

To his shock, when the call went through, the person on the other end tried to dodge his request, claiming that the users had the right to free speech, and the post hadn’t broken any laws, so it couldn’t be deleted.

Huang Junshu wasn’t buying it. He quickly realized that his boss’s enemies must have learned about this situation too—no, it was possible that they were the ones who orchestrated it all.

It was over. Absolutely over. The room was air-conditioned, but Huang Junshu’s face was drenched in sweat. In his desperation, he tried calling the boss’s son again, but as before, the call went unanswered.

Just then, the boss’s call came in. Huang Junshu stared at the phone in his hand, hesitating for a long moment before answering.

As expected, the call started with a barrage of curses, followed by the boss questioning whether Huang Junshu was the one behind this mess. After all, very few people knew the details of the situation, and right now, Huang Junshu was the prime suspect.

Unable to defend himself, Huang Junshu knew that no matter what he said, his boss wouldn’t believe him. In the end, he could only sit there in stunned silence as the boss slammed the phone down.

With his face as pale as paper, Huang Junshu turned to look at the faintly glowing computer screen. Somehow, the phrase “Those who commit evil will eventually bring about their own downfall” flashed through his mind.

Of course, neither the boss nor Huang Junshu realized that the posts exposing all the details were actually written by none other than the boss’s son—the very same person involved in the assault.

It was quite a coincidence. The boss’s son, with nothing better to do, was browsing the internet and stumbled upon the posts where Lu Yuanyuan was angrily criticizing the assailant. Naturally, he didn’t take kindly to it. Upset, he fired back with a string of insults. When he saw that Lu Yuanyuan only responded after a long delay, her reply weak and lacking energy, his mood improved dramatically.

Normally, without the interference of Ji Chenai, he would’ve kept insulting and spreading slander without consequences. However, he never imagined that just as he was enjoying himself, Ji Chenai would activate ” The Slanderer’s Redemption.”

The rest of the events unfolded for everyone to see.

Lu Yuanyuan received an apology from the boss’s son—not just that, the suddenly “conscientious” boss’s son, in a fit of moral clarity, took to the internet to expose all the dark secrets about his father and himself.

But that wasn’t all. Fearing that people might not believe him, he even posted irrefutable evidence, including his father’s bribery transaction records and bank account details.

Meanwhile, as the boss and Huang Junshu were on the brink of losing their minds, the boss’s son felt an unexpected sense of satisfaction. He thought… this was what he was supposed to do.

That feeling of satisfaction lasted until the moment the skill ended.

When the boss’s son returned to his normal state and realized what he had done, he immediately passed out. Upon waking, he, just like Huang Junshu, desperately tried to get the posts deleted. But once the information had been spilled, there was no easy way to take it back. In just one day, his posts had spread across the internet, drawing extreme attention from the authorities.

No one had anticipated things would escalate this way—not even Ji Chenai.

According to Xiaoqi, “Those who harm others will eventually harm themselves.” It’s unclear if it knew from the start that things would end up this way.

At first, Lu Yuanyuan thought the people she had been arguing with had simply experienced a sudden change of heart. However, she wasn’t naïve. As she noticed the situation escalating, she began to feel something was off.

A few days later, when she saw Ji Chenai again, she asked, “Xiaoqin, do you think everything that happened the other day was part of a scheme?”

Ji Chenai, who was in the middle of gnawing on a chicken leg, paused at her question. He replied, “Sis, why do you say that?”

Lu Yuanyuan shook her head. “I just think it’s too coincidental… never mind, it’s all in the past now.”

Seeing the gloom lifting from her eyes, Ji Chenai knew that after all this, his cousin had finally let go of something heavy in her heart.

As for the boss’s son, Ji Chenai was well aware of his actions through Xiaoqi. However, the girl he tormented was even worse off than Lu Yuanyuan. Due to the public pressure, she had dropped out of school and moved away.

Karma exists, and eventually, evil deeds are repaid. As Ji Chenai sat at home watching the news report about someone being expelled from the party for masterminding a major financial crime, stripped of political power for life, and awaiting criminal charges, his heart naturally lightened.

Because of this turn of events, Ji Chenai earned a significant amount of positive energy, although he knew it would likely take him years to reach the second level. Still, everything seemed to be moving in the right direction.

The “basic” healing provided by the first-level positive energy was something Ji Chenai used on himself that very night. According to Xiaoqi, the basic healing could only repair some of the old injuries and couldn’t fully heal him. Even so, Ji Chenai, who once thought he’d never stand again, was now able to use a cane to walk, moving away from the wheelchair.

He kept this to himself, not telling anyone about his progress. When he stood up from the wheelchair, leaning against the wall for support, Ji Chenai nearly cried. He had never felt so grateful for having a system named Xiaoqi.

The first-level positive energy also granted two other skills, which Ji Chenai planned to test out when he found the time. Based on past experience, the skills provided by the positive energy could be actively used on himself.

As autumn gave way to winter, after spending a few months at home, Ji Chenai was finally about to experience his first Spring Festival in this body.

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