Two hours later, the group boarded a plane bound for Hong Kong.

Pei Di sat in the classroom, racking her brains over her textbook. Occasionally, she would glance at the two empty seats next to her and felt even more like crying.

“You’re going to the Xuanmen Academic Exchange Conference this weekend, and you’ll have to take time off again. You’ve fallen so far behind in your studies, how will you catch up?” Li Wenhe said. “But it’s different for me and the eldest brother. We’ve already reviewed this week’s new material in advance.”

Pei Di was speechless, he just felt regret!

I really misjudged him! I thought he was a bad student like me, but who knew he was a hidden genius!

How could he have let this guy infiltrate their clique? He's now filled with regret.

On the other side, on the airplane.

Mingzhuo also sighed with emotion: "I always say don't take leave if you don't have to. See? When something like this happens, there's no stopping it. We should cherish every opportunity to sit in a classroom at school."

She was a little worried because she had been taking too many days off lately, and she was worried that her reputation with her homeroom teacher was about to be ruined.

Yang Juntong was somewhat surprised: "So you were worried that taking too much leave was a bad thing."

They're already this powerful, can't they just do whatever they want?

This is so different from the image of a wise and accomplished person he had in mind.

“I’m a high school student, and I have to abide by school rules and regulations.” Mingzhuo is a person with a strong sense of rules.

After all, if she doesn't follow the rules, everyone will be doomed.

Yang Juntong didn't take it to heart: "My fans are all quite young. Some of my big fans follow my schedule all year round. They're about the same age as you, around seventeen or eighteen or nineteen. They're still in school, but they still follow me all over the world."

He Wangyao couldn't hold back any longer: "Don't you think it's terrifying? Don't they have any lives of their own?"

Gu Xu silently turned a page of the document and signed it with his pen.

This was the first time Mingzhuo had seen him working. He was wearing a well-tailored suit, and his hand, which he used to sign documents, had long, slender knuckles that were so beautiful you could touch them.

Mr. Gu is truly a man whose entire body is pleasing to the eye.

Li Wenhe said coldly from the side, "Didn't you say you wanted your fortune told? What are you looking at?"

He noticed long ago that Mingzhuo's attitude towards Gu Xu was too enthusiastic.

This made him feel very uncomfortable.

Mingzhuo withdrew her gaze. "I wasn't looking randomly. I was looking at Mr. Gu to purify my eyes and mind in advance, since I might have to beat up that ugly thing again."

She was quite frank, saying, "Ghosts and evil spirits, especially those that do evil, all have appearances that are hard to describe. What can I do about it?"

Li Wenhe never expected that the reason would be like this.

So she doesn't like Gu Xu, right?

"Master Lingyun said that Axu's qualities are very special, immune to all evils, even more so than a pure yang constitution. Perhaps that's why you feel that looking at him can purify your soul?" He Wangyao tried to explain from an academic perspective.

Mingzhuo thought for a moment and nodded, "What you said makes a lot of sense!"

Gu Xu sighed helplessly, capped his pen, and temporarily ended his work.

How did the conversation suddenly turn to his looks?

"Didn't they send you your birth date and real name? Why don't you tell me what's going on?"

Mingzhuo sat up straighter. She was a little embarrassed that she had troubled Gu Xu to go to Xiangshi with them again, even though he had emphasized that he was there on a business trip.

However, since the other party was concerned about the situation, she naturally had no reason to hide anything.

"This person's birth chart has a peach blossom in the hour pillar, and the peach blossom is also a partial officer or seven killing."

Li Wenhe understood: "Peach Blossom Curse."

Yang Juntong disagreed: "How am I destined to be plagued by romantic entanglements? I'm very chaste, okay! Apart from having one girlfriend when I was a nobody, I haven't even had a female mosquito around me!"

He debuted through a talent show, and idols are not allowed to date. Moreover, he became famous quickly and was deeply tied to his company, so he couldn't afford to have any negative public opinion.

These days, idol scandals happen frequently, and each one is a bloody lesson, so he dares not be careless.

While others were actively promoting their on-screen couples during the show's airing, he never got involved, lest he be associated with them and have his popularity exploited, making it impossible to break free from the association.

Of course, this has drawn criticism from many CP fans, who call him a jerk, but so what? He just wants to be the only one who matters!

Therefore, such criticism is unacceptable!

Mingzhuo: "What's the big deal? You don't have any female mosquitoes around you, but you have female fans, and they're even more terrifying because they're like stalker fans that you've raised up like poisonous insects."

Yang Juntong was stunned: "The one who wants me dead is my sasaeng fan, why?"

He always thought it was his rivals who were behind it, since they had both tried to sabotage each other quite a bit; but he couldn't understand the sasaeng fans, shouldn't they be people who love him madly?

“Because I want to have my brother all to myself,” Mingzhuo said. “Haven’t you been hit on, spied on, and stalked before? And haven’t they gotten worse with each incident?”

Yang Juntong looked completely bewildered; he really had no memory of that.

Li Wenhe sneered: "He doesn't remember. Perhaps what others find unbearable, he thinks is his own charm."

He Wangyao nodded in agreement, "Given this guy's personality, it's very likely."

Yang Juntong: "..."

That's too much! You guys ganged up on a single soul.

“However, the other party may not necessarily want your life.” Mingzhuo changed the subject. “After going through all the trouble of summoning your soul only to have it devoured by an evil spirit, it wouldn’t make sense without some deep-seated hatred… I’m more inclined to believe that the other party was being used, and that the person behind it is very strong, none of the Taoist priests in Xiangshi are a match for them.”

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