"Your room is on the 8th floor. The elevator's this way, please follow ," Wen Yang said with a polite smile, guiding Fang Xiu and the others as he pressed the elevator button.
Fang Xiu calmly watched Wen Yang's back, a creepy smile forming on his lips.
Soon, they reached the 8th floor. The familiar sound of fighting broke the silence again.
Wen Yang's face changed. "Please wait, everyone... Hey, Mr. Fang, where are you going?"
Before he could finish, Fang Xiu was already walking toward the sound of the fight. Wen Yang and the others quickly followed.
Fang Xiu saw the familiar scene once more. Chu Feng, covered in blood and wounds, was laughing wildly while stepping on Wu Xin.
"Hahaha, the famous Specter Hands, Wu Xin, I didn't expect today... Ow!"
Before Chu Feng could finish, he felt a kick on his butt and fell flat on his face.
"Who the hell kicked ?"
Fang Xiu calmly withdrew his foot and walked straight toward Chu Feng.
Chu Feng glared angrily, a vicious smile appearing on his lips, "You bastard, you kicked ? You're so dead."
"Mr. Fang Xiu, what are you doing? The headquarters regulations forbid internal fighting!" Wen Yang said anxiously.
As soon as Fang Xiu's na was ntioned, the room went silent, just like before. After a mont, the crowd started murmuring, all eyes on Fang Xiu.
But Fang Xiu didn't care. He walked up to Chu Feng.
By now, Chu Feng had stood up, looking at Fang Xiu with great interest.
"Fang Xiu, the foreseer? Haha, I've heard so much about you. If I rember right, this is our first eting. We have no grudge, but you attack . If you don't... Ah!"
A horrifying scream rang out.
A sharp scalpel had stabbed into Chu Feng's neck.
Chu Feng's face twisted in pain as he scread. His body started twitching, slowly collapsing to the ground.
"What... what are you doing?"
Fang Xiu slowly bent down and said in a calm, almost indifferent voice, "Just giving you a lesson in advance."
"In advance?"
Not only was Chu Feng stunned, but the onlookers were also dumbfounded. Only Yang Ming and the others understood.
"That's right, I foresaw that you would cause trouble in the future, so I'm giving you a lesson now to make you rember."
After speaking, Fang Xiu twisted the scalpel.
"Ah!"
Chu Feng's body convulsed. He foad at the mouth, his eyes rolling back. The onlookers shivered at the sight.
What Fang Xiu did seed unbelievable to them. They had never seen soone give a preemptive lesson like this.
A few minutes later, Fang Xiu let go of the scalpel. Chu Feng imdiately ran away.
This ti, Fang Xiu left him with even more fear.
Fang Xiu didn't enjoy torturing people; he just wanted to reduce trouble. With Chu Feng's personality, he would get stabbed sooner or later, so why not sooner?
After the incident with Chu Feng, Wen Yang looked at Fang Xiu with a mix of doubt and uncertainty. He wasn't sure how much Fang Xiu could foresee.
Wen Yang was puzzled because every psychic's abilities had limits; there was no way that Fang Xiu could foresee the future at will.
Now, he worried if Fang Xiu had foreseen the events of the night.
Despite his worries, the plan had to proceed.
Soon, Fang Xiu entered the room and waited silently for events to unfold. Ti passed slowly, and it was getting late.
Then the first night visitor appeared.
"Xiu, you..."
CLICK. _The door opened.
Xiao Chuxia was startled. At the door, a tall figure stood silently; it was Fang Xiu.
"Xiu, you... ow."
Before she could finish her sentence, Fang Xiu pulled her inside.
He frightened Xiao Chuxia._ 'No way, Fang Xiu usually seems so indifferent, but in reality, is he a lecherous fiend?! This is bad!'_
"What do you want to do? I tell you..."
"Stop your unrealistic fantasies. If you want to know your real na, work for for three years," Fang Xiu said calmly.
Xiao Chuxia was stunned, disbelief in her eyes. "You even foresaw why I ca to see you?!"
"Cut the crap. Your na in exchange for three years of work. Don't worry, I just need your abilities."
"I'll think about it."
"Don't waste ti. I've seen the future, and in the end, you'll agree. So let's skip the middle part."
Xiao Chuxia was dumbfounded, mouth agape. That "I've seen the future" left her speechless.
After a mont of silence, Xiao Chuxia, not knowing why, nodded in agreent. Perhaps she had been convinced by Fang Xiu's certainty.
"Rember, I'll only say your na once. And don't cry after hearing it, because I have tasks for you. If you want to cry, do it in your own room."
"Why would I cry? I'm an adult, tough enough to face anything harsh," Xiao Chuxia said dismissively.
Fang Xiu gave her a thoughtful look. "I hope you an it. I saw that, in the future, you cried so much that you wetted my bed."
Xiao Chuxia's face turned slightly red as she connected the dots between the elents—late night, hotel, man, woman, bed, crying, wet.
At the sa ti, a strange feeling rose in her heart, indescribable. It felt quite strange that soone in front of her was accurately telling her what she was going to do next.
"Your na is Xiao Chuxia," Fang Xiu's calm voice cut through Xiao Chuxia's thoughts.
As soon as she heard those words, her body trembled. It felt like sothing deep within her had been awakened, a sensation both strange and incredibly familiar, washing over her entirely. An inexplicable emotion welled up, bringing tears to her eyes.
But just as the tears began to form, she caught sight of the man in front of her, quietly staring at her with a calm expression. Whether it was a trick of the light or not, she felt there was a hint of mockery in his calm deanor.
This instantly made Xiao Chuxia angry, and she forced the tears back.
"Don't give that look. I won’t cry."
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