Fang Yu kept walking forward, Tang Xiaorou following closely behind him.
“Fang Yu, was that… really not a ghost just now?” Tang Xiaorou asked, still shaken.
“No.” Fang Yu glanced at Tang Xiaorou and said.
“But why couldn’t that waiter see him before?” Tang Xiaorou asked.
“Didn’t he just say that? He used invisibility,” Fang Yu said, raising an eyebrow.
Tang Xiaorou nodded vaguely, walked for a while, and suddenly thought of something. She looked up and asked, “Fang Yu, did you see this man from the beginning?”
“Yeah.” Fang Yu replied.
“So… you were intentionally trying to embarrass me!” Tang Xiaorou said through gritted teeth after she figured it out.
Recalling the scene of her trembling all over and crying in Fang Yu’s arms just now, Tang Xiaorou felt a pang of shame, her face as red as an apple.
Just having finished a meal, Fang Yu wasn’t in a hurry to return to the apartment. He decided to take a leisurely stroll for a while.
Tang Xiaorou walked beside Fang Yu.
The two walked at a leisurely pace. Tang Xiaorou, still flushed with embarrassment and anger, lowered her head slightly, her cheeks reddening.
To passersby, this was just a young couple, fresh in love and full of youthful awkwardness.
After a while, Tang Xiaorou finally managed to escape the shame that consumed her heart.
She looked up and glanced at Fang Yu beside her, asking in a low voice, “Fang Yu, if you don’t go to college, what do you want to do?”
Upon hearing this, Fang Yu glanced at Tang Xiaorou and said, “I have a lot of things to do.”
“At your age, how could you possibly have so many things to do? Studying should come first!” Tang Xiaorou said seriously.
Learning? <<<
Fang Yu had learned all the knowledge he could thousands of years ago. Now, these high school and university level knowledge were as boring to him as children’s books.
After walking for a while, Fang Yu looked at Tang Xiaorou and said, “I’m going home now. Don’t follow me.”
“Who’s following you!” Tang Xiaorou said with a soft snort, “I just texted my brother to come pick me up, he should be here soon.”
No sooner had Tang Xiaorou finished speaking than a black Mercedes-Benz sedan pulled over at the roadside.
Tang Feng got out of the driver’s seat and saw Fang Yu, so he quickly walked over.
“Doctor Fang, hello.” Tang Feng said respectfully.
Fang Yu nodded and said nothing.
Tang Feng looked at Tang Xiaorou and realized that her eyes were slightly red and swollen, as if she had been crying.
“Xiao Rou, what’s wrong?” Tang Feng asked in confusion.
She had just encountered a ghost, and was so terrified that she burst into tears. If you had seen the scene… Fang Yu smiled faintly.
“Fang Yu!” Tang Xiaorou stomped her foot in anger, her face flushed red.
“I’m leaving, see you later if you have time.” Fang Yu waved his hand and turned to leave.
“Doctor Fang, why don’t you come sit at our place? It’s not far from here…” Tang Feng shouted behind him.
“Let’s do it next time,” Fang Yu said without looking back.
Fang Yu’s figure gradually walked out of sight.
Tang Feng turned his head to look at Tang Xiaorou, and asked with concern, “Xiaorou, what did Doctor Fang say you encountered just now…”
“No, no! Don’t listen to his nonsense!” Tang Xiaorou was both embarrassed and angry, she stomped her foot hard and walked towards the car.
Tang Feng looked at his sister with a puzzled expression, not knowing what she meant.
Fang Yu didn’t go straight back to the apartment, but continued strolling leisurely down the street.
He was pondering, drawing from the information gleaned from Liang Wanhao’s memories.
If Fang Yu’s speculation is correct, the highly important task of the Wushen Cult Saintess is aimed at him.
However, Fang Yu was very curious about what the other party wanted to do to him.
But Fang Yu didn’t need to rush, let alone take the initiative to attack.
Because they will certainly come knocking again.
Then Fang Yu will be able to learn everything about the Wuzhen Sect.
Fang Yu slowly walked forward, passing a bar.
It is about two o’clock in the afternoon now, and most bars haven’t opened yet.
But this bar was different. Even though it was midday, the bar was open and doing business, with a decent crowd inside. There were many expensive luxury cars parked out front, along with some modified super motorcycles.
Fang Yu stopped at the door of the bar and turned to walk inside.
It wasn’t because I wanted to drink, but rather because as I stepped inside the bar, a strange atmosphere enveloped me.
This aura resembled that of a cultivator, but it wasn’t quite the same.
At the same time, this aura possessed great fluctuation, strong at one moment and weak at another.
Fang Yu walked into the bar.
Once inside, you can feel a completely different atmosphere.
Although the sun was blazing outside, the bar inside was dimly lit.
The bar is very spacious, with a dazzlingly lit dance floor in the center and booths lined up around the edge of it.
But at this time, there were very few guests at the booth.
Almost all the guests were on the dance floor, but they weren’t dancing. Instead, they were huddled together, watching something.
Fang Yu stood still, releasing his divine sense slightly, and he saw that among dozens of guests surrounding him was a middle-aged woman wearing a light blue robe and covering her hair with black cloth, revealing only her face.
That strange aura wasn’t emanating from this woman, but the things she was doing piqued Fang Yu’s interest.
Before this woman stood a small table.
On the table before him were several cards, each about the size of a hand. Across from him, each of his guests had three cards laid flat on their tables.
These cards have a copper star pattern on the back, otherwise they are pure black.
“Just pick one of these three cards at random,” the woman said.
The guest hesitated for a moment, then picked up the card in the middle.
The woman took the card, glanced at it, and then flipped it over to show the contents to the guest in front of her.
The card content is an image of a warrior holding a shield and sword.
“Master, you don’t need to show me the cards. I can’t understand them anyway. Just tell me the result. Will this business deal I’m about to discuss go well?” the customer asked impatiently.
The woman, known as the Master’s Muse, covered the cards on the table and stared intently at her client’s face.
After a moment, she spoke slowly: “There will be some difficulties along the way, but as long as we stick to our original plan, this deal can be successfully closed.”
“Great! Thank you very much, master, for your guidance!”
The guest sprang to his feet, overjoyed, and from his briefcase, he produced several stacks of bills, placing them on the table.
“Master, this is your reward. Please accept it!” said the guest.
The woman nodded gently without speaking, her hand moving forward slightly. The stacks of bills on the table then vanished.
Such a divine skill, it caused the onlookers to gasp in amazement.
“Master, could you take a look for me? I want to test my love life!”
“I’ll go first! I want to test my fortune! I’m about to buy a stock…”
“Make way for me, I’ll go first!”
Things were getting chaotic, with onlookers jostling each other to get a reading.
At this time, on the second-floor VIP booth of the bar, a woman with a hot figure and stunning beauty was expressionlessly looking at the frenzied crowd dancing below.
A man in a suit stood beside her, asking softly, “Master, ever since this so-called master appeared, the purpose of the guests who come to our bar has changed… They’re not here for drinks, but to have their fortunes told… Isn’t this bad for our business?”
The woman glanced at the man beside her.
Her eyes were particularly alluring due to the eyeliner.
Even men who had worked with women for many years couldn’t help but swallow nervously.
She is truly a natural beauty…
The woman’s red lips parted slightly, her voice husky and magnetic as she said, “Sixty percent of this master’s daily earnings belong to us. Otherwise, do you think I would keep her here?”
“Sixty percent? Such a high percentage, this master is actually willing to…” the man stammered.
“Yes, she agreed readily, so much so that I almost regret not asking for more.” The woman smiled seductively.
“Then… sixty percent of her daily earnings, about how much?” the man asked.
“It depends on her mood. Sometimes she can do fortune-telling for dozens of people in a day, but sometimes she only helps a few. But that’s why I keep her here, the income is naturally considerable. In less than ten days at our branch, she has already brought us over two million in revenue. This is pure profit, with no cost.” The woman laughed.