Quick Wear: Driving Gods in a Dark Fairy Tale

Bai Jun's smile remained undimmed, but his fingertips silently pressed against the cold armrest. The light reflected from the jewels on Nan Jingming's body was so dazzling that it nearly burned his retina.

"One last trip?" he whispered, as if seriously considering the proposal. "Captain Nan, are you planning on blinding me with all that shiny stuff so I fall to my death? That would be an easy way to die."

[Butterfly Effect Triggered - Random Event: Ten minutes ago, when you touched the stair railing, you accidentally scratched a tiny scratch with your fingernail.]

The system's prompt sounded cold and precise, like the chimes of fate.

Nan Jingming's smile widened, a smile bordering on cruel joy. He didn't move, but the invisible causal forces were already winding down.

Under Baijun's feet, the oak staircase covered in thick carpet suddenly creaked, a very slight, almost imperceptible sound. It didn't come from a single wooden board, but from a tiny to extreme imbalance in some structural support, caused by a chain reaction triggered by a long-forgotten, insignificant scratch.

Almost instantly, Nan Jingming moved. The dazzling light around him suddenly shone, and the gold and silver beads seemed to come alive. Hair-thin yet incredibly tough golden threads shot out from the shadows of his wrists, robes, and wings, slicing through the air with a sharp whistle, heading straight for Bai Jun's eyes, throat, and heart! The dazzling golden light served as both a distraction and a perfect cover for his killing move.

Bai Jun didn't dodge backwards—there were steep stairs behind him. He didn't block either. The golden threads were too numerous and dense, blocking almost every angle.

He did something unexpected.

He took a sudden step forward, his toes landing precisely on the staircase that had just made the unusual noise. He tilted his body slightly, narrowly avoiding the passing golden threads that cut through a few strands of his hair. Simultaneously, using the momentum of his forward charge, his left hand clawed, not at Nan Jingming's body, but at the dazzling, largest fire opal necklace on his chest!

"Your aesthetic," Bai Jun's voice was still irritatingly leisurely, even though his movements were as fast as a ghost, "is still so impactful."

"Crack-!"

Nan Jingming hadn't expected him to advance instead of retreat, charging directly at these flashy decorations. The necklace was violently torn apart, the fiery gemstones and gold chain shattering like an expensive firework, tumbling down the stairs with a crackling sound.

This action is not very harmful but extremely insulting.

Nan Jingming's face darkened, and the golden threads he manipulated became even more violent. But Bai Jun had already taken advantage of this brief moment of confusion and the other party's momentary heartache. He ducked beneath the interwoven web of golden threads, his fingertips brushing against Nan Jingming's jeweled belt buckle, as if he wanted to steal something else.

"Fuck, you're still thinking of stealing my things at this time?" Nan Jingming was furious. He spun around and kicked with a whip kick. The metal ornaments tied to his legs drew a cold arc in the air, and the force was enough to kick the rocks to pieces.

Bai Jun, as if anticipating this, lightly pressed his fingertips on the opponent's belt, leveraging the force to drift backwards, landing squarely on the relatively spacious landing at the corner of the stairs. Nan Jingming's whip kick missed, slamming hard against the stair railing, shattering the expensive hardwood instantly and sending sawdust flying.

[Butterfly Effect Triggered Secondary - Random Event: An hour ago, when you passed this place, a piece of tulle from your skirt got caught on an inconspicuous nail on the handrail. You tore it off, but it only loosened the nail even further.]

"Click——"

The loose nail at the handrail joint that Nan Jingming had kicked suddenly flew off! A small section of the handrail collapsed, crashing onto the stairs below. This collapse triggered an even more violent chain reaction, and the entire staircase began to groan under the weight. The load-bearing structure was collapsing at an alarming rate!

The stairs are collapsing!

Nan Jingming's expression changed slightly, having clearly not anticipated the second trigger coming so quickly and violently. He had no choice but to retract the golden thread and steady himself.

Bai Jun stood on the shaking platform, looking at Nan Jingming, whose radiance had dimmed slightly due to the scattered jewels, and the stairs that were rapidly disintegrating under his feet, and suddenly laughed.

"Did you use the Butterfly Effect?" He said in a brisk voice, as if commenting on a farce that had nothing to do with him. "It seems the wind stirred by the butterfly isn't too gentle on you."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly leaped towards the decorative column on one side!

Nan Jingming jumped up almost at the same time, and the golden thread shot out again, but it did not attack Baijun, but wrapped around the dome chandelier above, trying to pull himself away from the collapsed stairs.

The sound of wood and stone breaking was endless, dazzling jewels rolled down with the dust, and golden fragments and wood chips danced wildly in the air.

Amidst the chaos, Bai Jun's voice drifted through, with a barely perceptible gasp, yet still a smile on his face: "Bai Yunsheng just asked if you were here to ask about my well-being."

"This greeting is indeed very warm."