Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation Chapter 1585 - 867: Carriage Overlord (Part 2)

They trailed behind the bustling crowd, and Pei Yujing soon located seat 6D. However, the unfortunate part was that a young married woman had already taken her spot.

Pei Yujing lingered in the aisle, at first a bit puzzled. She double-checked the seat number multiple times to confirm she hadn't boarded the incorrect train; it truly was her assigned seat.

The young married woman kept her head down, totally engrossed in her phone game, apparently oblivious to Pei Yujing's presence.

Pei Yujing courteously displayed her ticket: "Hello, this is my seat."

The phone-obsessed young married woman finally raised her eyes to Pei Yujing. She showed no sign of moving and casually remarked, "I’m pregnant."

Hearing that, Pei Yujing paused in shock, then quickly said sorry: "I’m sorry, I’m so sorry!"

She inquired, "Sister, could you tell me your seat number? I’ll go and sit there instead."

Noticing the youthful girl, the married woman let it slide without much fuss. She explained, "I purchased a standing ticket."

"Oh, I see." Then she commanded arrogantly: "Simply pick any seat you find."

Jiang Ning's brow furrowed faintly. The journey from Yuzhou to the neighboring city lasted over two hours, and with the Spring Festival rush underway, finding an empty seat seemed impossible. Standing the whole way would be exhausting.

Pei Yujing, being the non-confrontational type, grabbed her suitcase and prepared right away to locate a spot to stand.

Jiang Ning suddenly felt a surge of irritation without reason. He recalled from his previous life, after Sister Ma set him up with her daughter, how he and Pei Yujing had gone to catch a movie during the holidays amid a packed theater.

They had picked adjacent seats at first, but then another person requested a switch, and Pei Yujing agreed without hesitation, leaving her seated far from Jiang Ning...

It ruined the entire movie experience!

Those old memories soured Jiang Ning's temper further.

He placed his hand on Pei Yujing’s shoulder and declared, "Sorry, my girlfriend is also pregnant."

Pei Yujing halted her steps the moment she heard that. She stared in bewilderment: ’What on earth is he saying?!’

The married woman appeared taken aback: "Such a coincidence?"

Jiang Ning responded: "Yes, quite the coincidence—my girlfriend is eight weeks along."

The married woman eyed the young girl's abdomen, her voice dripping with mockery: "Can’t tell!"

Jiang Ning shot back: "It’s only a couple of months, would you like to view a blood test report? But we’d need to check yours first before showing ours."

He was certain this married woman wasn't pregnant whatsoever, just acting shameless and overbearing.

The married woman, far from mild-mannered, swiftly countered by shouting: "If she’s pregnant, then can't I just take your seat?"

Jiang Ning stated: "No, because my girlfriend suffers from intense morning sickness. I have to look after her closely."

Pei Yujing remained rooted in place, absorbing the exchange, overwhelmed by a mix of feelings—embarrassment, irritation, appreciation, astonishment...

Before the married woman could respond, a refined elderly woman interjected calmly: "Young man, I overheard you refer to her as your girlfriend. No such thing exists as a pregnant girlfriend; she's meant to be a wife! That proves you're making it up!"

Jiang Ning answered coolly: "Can't a person have multiple girlfriends?"

His words stunned the nearby onlookers into silence.

A young girl who had been peeking at him inwardly mused: ’He’s incredibly handsome. He could easily juggle several girlfriends.’

The elderly woman fell quiet.

A burly middle-aged man close by voiced his sense of justice: "Young man, we mustn't abandon our time-honored values. Can't you yield a bit?"

Jiang Ning fired back: "Why not yield yourself?"

The man replied: "I’m already seated here, so I can assist by offering support."

Jiang Ning questioned scornfully: "Is it your child she's expecting?"

The man denied hastily: "No, no, of course not."

Jiang Ning continued: "Then why are you playing the part of a cuckold? Are you so devoted to your spouse? If you're eager, offer up your own seat instead."

The man's expression darkened instantly.

With that said, Jiang Ning turned back to the supposed pregnant woman and added: "Since you’re expecting, why opt for a standing ticket? Why not go for business class? And if you chose a standing ticket, why didn't you pack a foldable stool? Otherwise, why not ask the conductor for assistance?"

The married woman, losing the verbal battle, bellowed defiantly: "I refuse to budge today. What will you do about it? Strike me?"

"Go ahead, hit me—do it! End me!"

In today's world, backed by a robust legal framework, when upright folks encounter troublemakers, pursuing justice often involves tedious processes. In such situations, plenty of people opt to endure silently, reciting mantras of positivity and the like...

Such an approach might suit regular folks, but Jiang Ning, as a Cultivator, scoffed at backing down!

He clutched the married woman’s hair, silencing her screams in an instant.

Grasping her hair firmly, Jiang Ning yanked her from the seat and hauled her across the floor straight toward the train's exit.

The carriage erupted in chaos; as he advanced, every traveler's gaze followed.

At the doorway, a slender young female conductor was declaring: "Doors of each carriage on G9XX train are about to close. Please pay attention to safety, broadcasting door closure prompts..."

As the announcement played, Jiang Ning pulled the married woman to the threshold, gripped her hair, and flung her out of the train like a discarded sack.

The conductor, mid-announcement, gaped in astonishment and lost her words.

Right then, the chubby child blasting his tablet's sound began wailing: "Mom! Mom!"

Jiang Ning noted: "Oh, there's a kid as well."

He snatched the little fatty, hoisting him high from the seat, flaunting his immense power.

In the final instant before the doors sealed, Jiang Ning hurled the little fatty from the carriage.

Mother and child reunited outside, joyously together once more.

The spectacle left everyone breathless; the carriage's passengers were utterly speechless. Train regulars have witnessed quarrels aplenty, but never someone seizing another and ejecting them from the car!

After some moments, a fellow seated near the kid's spot burst out excitedly: "Bro, you handled that perfectly! That noisy kid has been blasting away non-stop—it's driven me nuts!"

"Clap, clap, clap!" He cheered with vigorous applause.

The female conductor snapped back to reality and hurried forward: "Sir, your actions..."

The next instant, the train manager's instructions crackled through her earpiece.

Upon hearing them, the conductor paused blankly for seconds, then resumed: "Dear passengers, welcome aboard this train..."

She diligently continued her standard broadcasts, acting as though the earlier chaos never happened.

Jiang Ning pivoted and strolled back to his seat, a grin on his face.

In 2014, Yuzhou boasted the second-highest GDP in the province after the capital An City, with more than half driven by Evergreen Liquid, and its exports making up over 95% of the city's trade. Even Yu Province officials noted that anyone delivering Evergreen Liquid would launch straight into a department-level role.

Thus, Jiang Ning's deed amounted to a minor scuffle, trivial against the backdrop of true justice and propriety.

Upon Jiang Ning's return to the area, Pei Yujing still hovered in the aisle, evoking memories of her timid ways in his prior life.

At once, he snapped: "Why are you just standing there like an idiot? Take a seat now!"

Pei Yujing complied swiftly and sat right down.

Jiang Ning grumbled further: "Now that you're seated, how am I to squeeze in?"

Pei Yujing jumped up in haste once more.

The elderly lady who had earlier defended the married woman commented: "Young man, your temper is rather..."

Jiang Ning challenged: "Do you wish to disembark as well?"

The elderly lady clamped her lips shut immediately.

That prior display was terrifying! And against a pregnant woman, dragged off without mercy—so savage! What if this youth snapped and assaulted her?

With the doors now shut, escape was impossible!

The elderly lady observed warily from the side, sharing uneasy looks with the other passengers.

Though the conductor overlooked Jiang Ning's conduct, numerous 'moral guardians' still bristled inwardly, deeming him heartlessly violent.

'A pregnant woman buying a standing ticket was unwise, yet what if circumstances forced it? No one desires their loved one treated so harshly while expecting!' Such thoughts swirled among the 'upright' crowd.

Regrettably, Jiang Ning's over-the-top ferocity deterred anyone from intervening.