"Your room is on the 8th floor. The elevator is this way. Please follow me." Wen Yang led Fang Xiu and the others with a polite smile and pressed the elevator button.
Fang Xiu, who had just recovered from the crash, calmly stared at Wen Yang's back, a chilling smile unconsciously creeping onto his lips.
Soon, we arrived at the 8th floor.
The familiar sounds of fighting rang out once again.
Wen Yang's expression changed: "Please wait a moment, everyone. I... Hey Mr. Fang, where are you going?"
Before he could finish speaking, Fang Xiu had already walked straight toward the direction of the fight.
Wen Yang and the others followed closely behind.
Soon, Fang Xiu witnessed the familiar scene for the second time.
Covered in blood and wounds, Chu Feng was stepping on Wu Xin, who was groveling with laughter.
"Hahaha... Wu Xin, the master of trickery, is a household name. I never expected to see him like this... Ouch!"
Before Chu Feng could finish speaking, he felt a kick in the butt and flew straight out of the room, face-first into the dirt.
"Who the hell kicked me!"
Fang Xiu calmly withdrew his foot and then walked straight towards Chu Feng.
Chu Feng glared at him, a cruel smile playing on his lips: "You pretty boy, how dare you kick your grandpa Chu Feng? Looks like you're tired of living."
"Mr. Fang Xiu, what are you doing? Headquarters regulations prohibit internal strife!" Wen Yang's anxious voice rang out.
Just like last time, the moment Fang Xiu uttered those two words, it seemed to possess some kind of magical power, instantly silencing everyone present.
A moment later, a murmur arose from the crowd, and all eyes, each with its own agenda, focused on Fang Xiu.
But Fang Xiu remained unmoved and had already walked up to Chu Feng.
Chu Feng had already stood up from the ground and was looking at Fang Xiu with great interest.
"The Prophet Fang Xiu? Heh, I've heard so much about you. If I'm not mistaken, this should be our first meeting. We have no grudge against each other, yet you attacked me. If you don't give me a taste of my own medicine today... Ah!!!"
A bloodcurdling scream rang out.
A sharp scalpel was plunged straight into Chu Feng's neck.
Chu Feng's face contorted in pain as he screamed in agony, his body convulsing until he finally collapsed to the ground.
"What...what exactly do you want to do!"
Fang Xiu slowly leaned down and said in a calm, almost indifferent voice, "I'm just giving you a lesson in advance."
"in advance?"
Upon hearing this, not only was Chu Feng stunned, but even the onlookers around him were taken aback.
Only Yang Ming and the others suddenly realized what was happening.
“That’s right. I foresaw that you would cause me trouble in the future, so I’m teaching you a lesson in advance so you’ll remember it.”
After saying that, Fang Xiu immediately turned the scalpel.
"ah!!!!!"
Chu Feng began to convulse in pain, foaming at the mouth and rolling his eyes back.
The onlookers were terrified when they saw this scene.
What Fang Xiu did seemed utterly outrageous to them.
The score is on the plain!
That's really eye-opening; there's even a lesson learned in advance.
A few minutes later, Fang Xiu released the scalpel, and Chu Feng, just like before, dashed away.
This time, Fang Xiu instilled even greater fear in him than before. Last time, at least he had been the one to provoke Fang Xiu first and was taught a lesson.
This time, without doing anything, Fang Xiu directly judged the present based on his future crimes.
In fact, Fang Xiu didn't have any morbid or torturous tastes; he just wanted to reduce trouble.
Given Chu Feng's personality, he was bound to get stabbed sooner or later, so it's better to get it sooner rather than later.
After the little incident with Chu Feng, a look of surprise and uncertainty flashed in Wen Yang's eyes as he looked at Fang Xiu.
Because he was unsure to what extent Fang Xiu had foreseen the situation.
Each Spirit Master's abilities are not used without limit, therefore Fang Xiu could not possibly predict the future at will.
But Wen Yang is now worried about whether he had any premonition about what would happen that night.
Despite the concerns, the plan still needs to be implemented.
Soon, Fang Xiu entered the room, where he silently waited for the event to unfold.
Time passed slowly, and the night gradually deepened.
Then the first late-night visitor appeared.
"Brother Hugh, you..."
Click.
The door opened.
Xiao Chuxia was startled. She saw a tall figure standing quietly at the doorway; it was Fang Xiu.
"Brother Hugh, you... Ouch."
Before she could finish speaking, Fang Xiu pulled her inside.
This action immediately panicked Xiao Chuxia.
No way! Fang Xiu always seems so aloof, but he's actually a lecherous scumbag?! Oh no!
"What do you want to do? I'll tell you..."
"Put away your unrealistic fantasies. If you want to know your name, work for me for three years," Fang Xiu said calmly.
Xiao Chuxia was immediately stunned, her beautiful eyes flashing with disbelief.
"You even knew why I came to see you?!"
"Stop talking nonsense. You've changed jobs three years ago. Don't worry, we're just using your abilities."
"I'll think about it."
"Let's not waste any more time. I've already seen the future, and considering that you'll still agree in the end, let's skip the middle steps."
Xiao Chuxia: "......."
I can already see the future in this sentence. I'm so impressed with her that I don't know what to say now.
After a moment of silence, Xiao Chuxia didn't know why, but she nodded in agreement as if possessed, perhaps moved by Fang Xiu's certainty.
"Remember this, I will only say your name once. Also, don't cry after you hear your name, because I have a task for you later. If you want to cry, go back to your room and cry."
"Who would cry? I'm a grown woman, what's there to cry about?" Xiao Chuxia said dismissively.
Fang Xiu gave her a long, quiet look: "I hope you keep your word and cry so much that you soak my bed in the future."
Xiao Chuxia either knew too much or had a vivid imagination.
Late at night, in a hotel, men and women, in bed, crying, wet... these elements combined made her pretty face blush slightly.
At the same time, a very strange feeling arose in her heart, an indescribable feeling. When someone tells you what you will do in the future, the person hearing it really has an indescribable feeling.
"Your name is Xiao Chuxia." Fang Xiu's calm voice interrupted Xiao Chuxia's thoughts.
Upon hearing these three words, Xiao Chuxia's delicate body trembled, as if some kind of throbbing hidden deep in her bloodline had been awakened, and that strange yet incredibly familiar feeling surged throughout her body.
A surge of inexplicable emotion welled up in her eyes, making her want to cry without even realizing it.
But just as tears welled up in her eyes, she caught a glimpse of the man in front of her, staring at her silently with a calm expression.
Whether it was her imagination or not, she always felt that there was a hint of mockery in the other person's calmness.
This instantly enraged Xiao Chuxia, causing her to swallow back her tears.
"What are you looking at? I won't cry."
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