Chapter 85

Chapter 85

Nie Wei: "..."

Advisor, you really know how to hit a sore spot.

Since becoming a fierce ghost, Nie Wei's mind has been clouded, save for her obsessions. She could only recall the painful life, how she was beaten to death, and her past life was forgotten, including her real name.

Later, the fierce ghosts formed a women's army to seek revenge on New Year's Eve. They asked their leader, Nie Wei, what to call her, as they could no longer use the name "Nizi" that Zhang Qiang had forced on her.

Nie Wei couldn't remember her real name, but in her vague memories, there was a name that sounded like "Yingying." Perhaps this was her former name.

But she no longer knew how to write this character. After some thought, she told the ghosts to call her Sis Eagle, a fierce and powerful female eagle.

She wanted to be that eagle soaring in the sky, flapping its wings lightly to escape the endless mountains that had trapped her for the rest of her life, coldly overlooking the barren land from above.

Material scarcity isn't frightening; what's truly frightening is the barren and rotten mindset.

Nie Wei, representing hundreds of female fierce ghosts, gazed at the passengers. The passengers no longer showed the fear they had when they first arrived. When they met her gaze, they would offer her a sad smile.

Nie Wei flashed a sweet smile, one she hadn't shown in five years, and sincerely wished, "I wish you a smooth journey home and a prosperous future."

Nie Wei effortlessly opened the train door with her ghostly power and sent them on board.

One by one, the excited passengers bid farewell to the fierce ghost women beside them and boarded the train, returning to their seats.

"Ah, it's a bit sad. Though they've become fierce ghosts, though they massacred the village and devoured ghosts for extra meals, I truly hope the King of Hell will be lenient and reduce their time on the sewing machine."

"Call me morally skewed. At dawn, I'll go to the City God Temple to burn a petition, hoping the King of Hell will punish them with just three cups of wine. Why jail? This rotten village deserves it."

"Thanks to Miss Chen. If it weren't for her, these fierce ghosts would have committed a grave crime, and our relatives would have been doomed. I heard you're getting married—congratulations!"

The fiancé promptly sent luxurious gifts in the live stream and left a message: "Welcome friends from all over to attend Yingying's and my wedding. Especially Dr. Wu, you must come."

"Haha, really? Then we'll definitely come to join the fun."

Wu Heng, seeing the wedding was in a few days, thought for a moment and said, "I'll come if I have time."

A ray of morning sunlight broke through the clouds, and dawn arrived.

Nie Wei watched as the train slowly started up again under the professionals' control, but a black umbrella appeared above her head, held by Chen Ying.

The officers also found something to shield them from the sun and returned to Peace Village.

A young officer blurted out, "Boss, logically, the major train accident five years ago should've been thoroughly investigated. How come we didn't find Nie Wei in this village?"

This was indeed strange. As the leading officer puzzled over it, they heard Wu Heng say, "This is a gu-style cultivation of fierce ghosts, waiting for the day of eruption."

How could they let someone as insignificant as Nie Wei ruin such a grand scheme?

Everyone present was sharp. After carefully considering Wu Heng's words, they sensed the underlying chill.

They knew that villages like Peace Village that abduct women must not be unique. There must be many more across the country.

If certain people in the dark regard abduction villages as petri dishes, those women who were abducted and died unjustly would all become fierce ghosts. Then, the irrational fierce ghosts would inevitably harm the area, and the so-called mountain villages would become ghost domains.

Where would the common people have peaceful days then?

The leading officer broke into a cold sweat upon hearing this and immediately said solemnly, "Thanks for the heads-up, Dr. Wu. We’ll report this ASAP and work on rescuing the abducted women across the country."

Nie Wei couldn’t help but crack a small smile. It was a relief.

"I’m honestly floored. They oppress women in life, and after death, they’re turned into fierce ghosts to wreak havoc. Seriously, these guys are next-level awful."

"It’s mind-blowing. They treat women as weak when they’re alive, and then exploit them as pawns after death."

"If it weren’t for Dr. Wu, I’d have no clue how to handle this. Hengheng’s about to turn eighteen, right? I’ll send him a little something~"

Seeing the family members in the live chat room completely relax and start discussing his coming-of-age ceremony after their relatives boarded the train, Wu Heng yawned and said, "Hey everyone, it’s getting late. I’m gonna log off now. Chen Ying, don’t stress—I’ve got you covered. I’ll be there for the wedding."

After saying this, Wu Heng ended the broadcast, stood up, and stretched by the window, listening to the rooster's crow from the village.

Chen Zhao, who’d been nodding off, suddenly snapped awake and asked excitedly, "Dr. Wu, you going to the wedding? How much should we chip in for the gift? Since we’re pitching in, why not... let me tag along for some food?"

Most importantly, there would be red envelopes thrown at the wedding, right? He was a pro at snagging cash and could definitely score big. Not taking him along would be a huge loss.

"Sssss!!"

Two snakes poked their heads out, also expressing their desire to go.

Only the huge doghouse at the entrance revealed a snow-white fox tail that thudded down. Su Dayi furiously dug in her den. She wanted to go but was worried about packing on the pounds!

Fortunately, her fox fur had transformed into a human form outside, allowing her to enjoy many meals, and she could sense a small part of the deliciousness.

Seeing that Wu Heng remained silent and only twisted his neck, Chen Zhao immediately approached with a flattering tone, "Master, take me with you. I’ll give you a killer shoulder rub."

"Slap—" A cool, slender hand slapped Chen Zhao’s hand away without hesitation. Shi Xuan's hand rested on Wu Heng's shoulder, "I’ll massage you."

His knuckles worked firmly but gently on the sore shoulders and neck. He wasn’t great at it, and his fingers sometimes brushed Wu Heng’s neck, sending a shiver down his spine.

Chen Zhao immediately said, "Young Master Shi, you’re not hitting the right spots. Look, you’ve already made my master’s shoulders red. Let me do it; I’m quite good at it."

He used to charge three yuan per massage for the old man, doing it daily—almost dislocating his shoulder in the process.

Shi Xuan glanced down, noticing the faint blush where he’d pressed. A quiet chuckle escaped near Wu Heng’s ear.

Wu Heng immediately headed upstairs, "Enough with the massage. I’m hitting the sack. Chen Zhao, handle Sun Zhengtao’s case."

Chen Zhao was also tired, having stayed up all night accompanying Wu Heng's broadcast in hopes of learning something. But upon hearing this, he immediately perked up, "Can I pocket the fee too? Sweet!"

-

At dawn, the mist over Peace Village lifted, exposing the crumbling adobe houses.

One by one, the women led the police to uncover their remains—some buried under locust trees, some hidden in cellars, some buried in the back mountains, and some directly thrown into cesspits. A few, who had endured their grievances and submitted, were buried in the ancestral graves of the men.

They also didn’t shy away from revealing where the remains of the murdered villagers were.

The police were deeply affected. Legally speaking, forensic tests would show they’d been murdered, while the actions of the fierce ghosts could only be attributed to the villagers dying of sudden heart attacks.

Chen Ying wanted to dig herself, but the police wouldn’t let her. She stood under the black umbrella with Nie Wei, watching as the professional police dug up a female skeleton under a locust tree a hundred meters away from the Zhang family's house. The back of the skull had a clear fracture.

Tears filled Chen Ying’s eyes again, but the girl under the black umbrella said, 'Yingying, don’t cry—you’re pregnant. I’m at peace now.'

Chen Ying and Nie Wei had been close friends since childhood, both from middle-class families. Nie Wei's parents had passed away early, so Chen Ying would personally take her home.

The lead officer was also deeply troubled and assured the numb women—now fierce ghosts—"Don’t worry, we’ll handle everything by the book. After the forensic examination, we will arrange for your families to come and claim your remains for burial."

The fierce ghosts glanced at the three yin emissaries under the locust tree, bowed to the police in thanks, and then headed toward the emissaries.

With an underworld cigarette still dangling from his mouth, Ling Yisi was chatting and laughing with Lai Yin Chai when he suddenly kicked Yuan Song in the butt, sending him flying out. The soul-catching rope was swiftly cast, instantly snagging seven or eight fierce ghosts.

Lai Yin Chai's smile froze: '?'

'Damn, you're playing dirty!'

Lai Yin Chai no longer had time to chat with Ling Yisi, hurriedly taking out his equipment to hook souls. As he stepped out from under the locust tree, the morning sun made him feel a bit uneasy, slowing his movements.

Meanwhile, Yuan Song was in the sunlight, unfazed, calmly checking the information of the fierce ghosts and guiding them.

Ling Yisi chuckled: 'Lai, Yuan is an intern yin emissary, unafraid of yang energy.'

'You old fox, how shameless!' Lai Yin Chai cursed, rushing off to compete for quotas.

Chen Ying watched as the fierce ghost women were collected into the yin emissaries' paper lanterns. She couldn't help but tightly grasp Nie Wei's hand, crying out:

"Duo Duo, don't go. I finally found you, and now you're leaving? You haven't even seen me get married, you promised to be my bridesmaid."

Nie Wei softly comforted: 'It's okay, Ying Ying, I'll visit you in a dream later, alright?'

Chen Ying, breaking down, shouted: "You know I'm pregnant, you're afraid it will affect me, so you won't visit me in a dream. I know everything!"

Nie Wei was momentarily speechless; her best friend indeed knew all her thoughts.

Lai Yin Chai looked at Nie Wei, the only one left at the scene, and checked the WeChat message Wu Heng had sent him before sleeping. After a moment's consideration, he said to Nie Wei: 'I can give you one or two more days, then come with me to report to the underworld.'

Wu Heng was right; this fierce ghost queen was no ordinary ghost. Only by fulfilling all her wishes would the soul-guiding process be smooth.

The fierce ghost queen, once guided, would bring a high quota. Although two-thirds of the scene had been snatched by those shameless black-robed yin emissaries, guiding Nie Wei wouldn't be a total loss.

Afraid that Yuan Song might be instructed by Ling Yisi to compete for quotas again, Lai Yin Chai immediately had Nie Wei extend her arm.

He took an incense stick from the paper lantern and hastily wrote the character "Lai" on Nie Wei's arm, encircling it.

This was a complete marking of this ghost, preventing other yin emissaries from mistakenly taking her, and also a form of tracking. If the fierce ghost fled, the yin emissary could immediately locate her coordinates.

Nie Wei silently looked at the mark on her arm, resembling an ancient tattoo, almost like a label of a delinquent. She silently pulled down her sleeve to cover it.

Ling Yisi, watching Yuan Song count the number of fierce ghosts, couldn't help but mock: 'Just a fierce ghost queen, see how nervous he is. Are we the kind of shameless yin emissaries who compete for quotas? Let's go back to the underworld.'

After counting the number of ghost heads, Yuan Song couldn't help but admire Ling Yisi's senior yin emissary; truly lazy, yet undoubtedly skilled. Just this one trip tonight had secured several months' worth of quotas.

'Then I'll go back too,' Lai Yin Chai finally warned Nie Wei, 'Don't get any funny ideas, or you might really become a fugitive in the underworld, with your crimes increased.'

The three yin emissaries, one after another, turned into streams of black smoke, drilling into the soil beneath their feet and disappearing.

The police on site couldn't help but marvel, this night's mission would be something to boast about for a lifetime, they had truly worked alongside their underworld counterparts!

There was still much work to be done at the scene, and the police arranged for a car to take Chen Ying and Nie Wei away.

*

#G4044 arriving at the nearest stop#

#Ping'an Village#

#Chengde Medical Hall's second live broadcast#

To avoid train accidents and ensure passenger safety, all high-speed trains on this line were temporarily halted under emergency special approval.

Netizens initially only knew that G4044 had suddenly gone off the radar, and no matter what, they couldn't get through. Many instinctively thought of the train accident five years ago, quietly wondering if it had derailed again? But what spread like wildfire online was... a supernatural accident.

Countless passengers who identified themselves as being from G4044 shared their thrilling night online.

The train finally reconnected with the railway department and arrived at the station at 8 a.m. Many staff members, seeing the train intact and the passengers alive, were so overwhelmed with joy that they cried.

Last night, no one in any department managed to get any sleep.

In a train accident, there would at least be survivors, but in a paranormal incident, there might be no survivors.

"Last night, Chengde Medical Hall had a second black-and-white live broadcast, which was absolutely thrilling. Dr. Wu is incredibly capable, managing to control the situation remotely. And by the way, Miss Chen is also remarkable."

"Last night was absolutely terrifying. The fierce ghosts almost lost control and devoured countless living people. Fortunately, nothing major happened. My dad said he’s going to give Miss Chen a monetary gift."

"I hope there are no more abductions in the world. I advise those who have abducted women to release them quickly. The severe measures from above will come soon, and you definitely can’t withstand them. I’m not threatening, ha."

"Family, who understands? I’m a firm materialist, but last night I actually saw a ghost."

Various posts appeared on major social media platforms. Just when many netizens expected the posts to be deleted, banned, or lead to a 'tea invitation,' by afternoon, the posts were still up and their numbers were growing.

Those who were invited for tea were the ones who exaggerated and fabricated stories about the arrival of the ghost king.

More and more netizens believed it, rushing to buy talismans and consecrated accessories. Those who couldn’t find effective talismans turned to buying ginger.

The old farmers who grew ginger never imagined they would become wealthy because of it, directly acquiring a Panamera. This isn’t just ginger; it’s like gold.

G4044 arrived at the nearest station. Wu Su looked at the station name and knew it was still far from home.

Wu Su, ever the optimist, called Chengde Medical Hall’s landline and said, "I’ll attend a wedding feast before heading back."

With money, time, and no need to clock in for work, he was free to wander.

-

Nie Wei disappeared due to an accident. After being missing for two years, she could be declared dead.

The accident happened so suddenly that Nie Wei, at just twenty, didn’t have time to leave a will, so her property and real estate went to her uncles.

Nie Wei wasn’t bothered by it. After her parents died early, her well-off uncles looked after her well. The police have reached out to her uncles to come to Ping’an Town Police Station to identify the body.

But for now, she had no place to go.

Chen Ying unlocked the door using facial recognition and said to Nie Wei, "Come on, let’s go inside."

Nie Wei glanced at the festive 'Xi' on the door and shook her head, "I’ll just stay in the yard; I won’t go in."

As a fierce ghost, she feared bringing bad luck to Chen Ying by entering the wedding room.

"Ying Ying, you’re finally back," the fiancé heard the door open and immediately rushed out from the master bedroom, tightly hugging Chen Ying. Soon, he saw Chen Ying’s actions and guessed, "Is Duo Duo here too?"

"Come in quickly, it’s cold outside."

Nie Wei looked at the two and couldn’t help but say, "No wonder you two are a couple, neither of you fears bad luck."

Nie Wei hesitated for a while. Hearing the meowing inside, she widened her eyes, removed the cloth shoes she died in at the entrance, and walked in barefoot.

She was afraid of dirtying Ying Ying’s wedding room and walked very carefully. Human slippers, she couldn’t wear anymore.

"Meow—meow—" a white long-haired cat raised its tail high, staring at Nie Wei with light green eyes, as if it saw her.

Nie Wei softly called, "Snow Treasure!"

The kitten cautiously approached, unsure, lifted its paw, and gently scratched the air, making a cooing meow.

This is Nie Wei's cat. After Nie Wei disappeared, Chen Ying immediately took the cat home for Duo Duo, and it has been five years now, from a healthy adult to an elderly cat.

She knew Snow Treasure would be well taken care of; Ying Ying would surely take care of it, and indeed, she has done a great job.

She’d read online that cats could sense spirits, and it turned out to be true.

'Snow Treasure, remember me?'

Snow Treasure happily flopped down in front of Nie Wei, who gently stroked the cat's belly, and the cat purred continuously.

"Ying Ying, many G4044 passengers said they’d come to our wedding to thank you. I’ve informed the hotel, and it’s not a big issue," her fiancé updated her on the wedding plans.

Chen Ying and her fiancé are a perfect match, and in these times, money makes everything easier. The hotel quickly made arrangements.

"But... are you sure about having Duo Duo as the bridesmaid?" the fiancé asked softly, looking at the little cat purring on the floor not far away.

Chen Ying hadn’t asked anyone to be a bridesmaid; he knew she wanted Nie Wei as her bridesmaid.

He wasn’t bothered that Nie Wei was a ghost, but with so many guests, the energy would be overwhelming. And just because they weren’t afraid of Nie Wei being a ghost didn’t mean others wouldn’t be, which was troublesome.

Nie Wei, with her sharp hearing, looked up and said, 'I’m just happy to see Ying Ying get married; I don’t want to be a bridesmaid, it’s too tiring.'

As a ghost bringing bad luck, it was enough for her to peek from behind the curtains; how could she expect to attend the wedding scene?

Ghosts, learn to be content.

She’s always been a contented soul.

Chen Ying sent a private message to Chengde Medical Hall, which didn’t reply until the afternoon.

"Chengde Medical Hall: Wait for me to come for the wedding feast."

Wu Heng slept well and was now wrapping red envelopes for gifts at Chengde Medical Hall.

Chen Zhao returned excitedly from his uncle’s place and said, "Dr. Wu, it’s been resolved."

Sun Zhengtao kept scrubbing out bone mud while bathing because he wore Zhang Qiang’s black hoodie and only got a refund. After Zhang Qiang died, he suffered the pain of being ground to bones, wanting Sun Zhengtao to take his place.

Wu Heng asked Chen Zhao how he treated it.

Chen Zhao analyzed and said, "Once the owner of the clothes was caught and taken to the underworld, there was no fear of continuing to scrub out bone mud, and the clothes were burned immediately. Moreover, he was lacking bones, so I had him take those two bags of bone mud back home and plant them under a peach tree."

Chen Zhao awkwardly added, "A small part of the bone mud would nourish and return to his bones under the peach tree, but the bone mud he had scrubbed off before was all thrown away as garbage. I estimate he will be about ten centimeters shorter, which I can’t treat."

Wu Heng said, "That’s already good enough."

That couple had become accustomed to only getting refunds, harming the interests of many merchants, and they always needed some punishment.

"That couple looks good but is worthless. I asked them for a consultation fee, and they only gave thirty thousand yuan, saying they would borrow another two hundred thousand yuan from an online loan. Seeing their shabby appearance, I said forget it."

The little white snake was shocked: "Dr. Chen, you can call others shabby now?"

Chen Zhao was proud; he was no longer the Chen Zhao of the past, and he could now mock others for being shabby, hehe.

Wu Heng picked up the little white snake and Xi Xi, saying to Chen Zhao, "Seventy percent of the consultation fee goes to Eugene, and I’ll take the snakes to the wedding feast."

Chen Zhao was moved again; Wu Heng was so good that he could even share thirty percent with him, whereas his master would only give ten percent.

"I also want to go to the wedding feast."

Dr. Wu stepped out of Chengde Medical Hall, "If you want to go, you can still make it in time for dinner."

Chen Zhao calculated the round-trip fare and decided against it. Forget it, he didn’t have the ability to jump into a well and teleport home.

Chen Zhao patted the fox hiding in the doghouse, "Su Dayi, why aren’t you coming? You should be able to follow through the well, right?"

Su Dayi bared her teeth in extreme anger, "Either scram or build a mountain of incense for me."

Chen Zhao decisively said, "Then I’ll scram."

What a joke, feeding the dog doesn’t pay anything. Only Eugene loves to do that.

-

Before dawn, the makeup team arrived with their gear. As soon as they entered, the makeup artist shivered involuntarily and asked, "Miss Chen, is your heating broken?"

So cold.

A bone-chilling cold.

Chen Ying was about to say something when Nie Wei drifted out of the bedroom to hide on the balcony, and then went to the study shortly after.

"Oh, it’s warm again. Let’s start the makeup then." The makeup artists didn’t quite understand but didn’t dwell on it and began their work.

Midway through the makeup, the doorbell rang.

The family saw Dr. Wu on the doorbell camera and quickly opened the door in excitement.

"Oh my gosh, it’s Dr. Wu from Chengde Medical Hall. I can’t believe I’m seeing him in the flesh—so tall and handsome!" The cousin was so excited she was about to jump, taking photos of Dr. Wu repeatedly with her phone.

Dr. Wu tucked the two snakes into his sleeves, knocked on the door, and entered the master bedroom, handing Chen Ying a thin red envelope, "Happy wedding."

Curious, Chen Ying opened the red envelope and found a prescription for protecting the fetus.

"Is Ying Ying’s pregnancy at risk?" Chen’s mother asked with concern.

Dr. Wu shook his head as he accepted the fruits and snacks handed by the Chen family, "No. Pregnant women with weak constitutions are more vulnerable to evil spirits. This prescription can protect both the fetus and the mother from harm."

With the looming surge of evil spirits everywhere, Chen Ying would definitely find it useful.

Since the incident in Ping’an Village, Chen Ying knew the value of this prescription. Just look at how everyone around her was staring at it in awe.

These days, every household has one or two pregnant women, all treated like 'rare treasures.'

Dr. Wu seemed to know what they were thinking, eating a large cherry and said, "It’s yours now; do with it as you please."

Chen Ying repeatedly thanked him, "Thank you, Dr. Wu, I’ll make sure to credit you. But... Duo Duo."

Dr. Wu found the cherry delicious, signaling the makeup artists to leave but keeping the long-haired white cat lying on the wedding bed.

"She’s a fierce ghost, and her presence clashes with the wedding. She knows it herself."

Dr. Wu added, "But I can let her temporarily inhabit a living being."

Chen Ying thought that besides her, no one would let a fierce ghost possess them.

Dr. Wu took a cat treat from the table and handed it to Nie Wei on the balcony, "You were this cat’s previous owner, and the bride is its current owner. It’s a living being connected by the bond between you two. You feed this cat and see if it’s willing. If it willingly lets you inhabit it, it won’t harm the cat’s body."

"Meow—meow—" The little cat suddenly meowed happily.

Nie Wei fed the cat treat, watching it purr contentedly. After five years apart, Ying Ying missed her, and so did Snowball. She had always known.

"Thank you, Snowball," Nie Wei effortlessly merged with Snowball's body and quickly took control of the plump feline form.

She easily jumped into Chen Ying's arms, and Chen Ying immediately teared up, "Meow!"

'It's a joyous day; no crying.'

After the door opened, Chen Ying made a small request to the makeup team, offering extra money to give Snowball a little makeup and dress her up as the cat bridesmaid.

This was Wu Heng's first time attending a wedding in this world, and he was invited to sit at a prominent table.

"Xiao Heng, how did you get here? Both of us are at the wedding?" Wu Su grabbed his son's shoulder, excitedly.

"Oops, you're not married yet, so our family is paying two shares of the wedding gift?"

Wu Su waved his hand, thinking it's fine; he had earned a lot from the old man, so this bit of wedding gift money didn't matter.

When his son gets married, he'll surely get it all back.

Wu Su started to let his thoughts wander, asking, "Xiao Heng, do you have a girl you like?"

Wu Heng affirmed, "No."

This traditional-style wedding was about to begin, with two hundred tables at the venue.

Chen Ying, wearing Ming dynasty-style wedding attire, slowly approached, and under the lights, she captivated everyone's attention, while behind her walked a long-haired cat wearing a small dress, tail held high.

Nie Wei watched Chen Ying, seeing her best friend getting married today.

It was beautiful.

The emcee had never seen a cat so unafraid of such a large event, completely at ease. She took a scroll from the cat's back and said curiously, "Is this Snowball's wedding gift to her owner? Let's see what it is."

Unfolding the long scroll, on the large red paper was a marriage certificate written in gold ink—"Two families united in marriage, one hall in covenant..."

Witnesses: Nie Wei and a small cat paw.

It was Nie Wei's handwriting, still as elegant as ever, five years later.

Chen Ying picked up Snowball and gently nuzzled her, "Thank you, Duo Duo."

Nie Wei softly said, 'Happy wedding day, Ying Ying.'

All regrets in this life were now settled.

Nie Wei looked at Wu Heng sitting nearby and smiled, still needing to thank Dr. Wu.

-

"Cheers, everyone, let's toast to the new couple!" Wu Su raised his glass and quickly mingled with the crowd, drinking happily.

"My son is just a few days short of adulthood, so he can only drink juice. I'll drink for him. Bottoms up!"

Due to the G4044 train accident, countless passengers came to the scene to offer their blessings, and even reporters arrived, capturing everything with their cameras.

Especially at Wu Heng's table, as capturing Dr. Wu from Chengde Medical Hall was sure to attract attention.

Meanwhile, at the Shi family's home,

Shi Xuan was sitting at the dining table, one hand holding his phone to check the current news, while watching the "Wu butler," who was very familiar and sat at the owner's table without regard for his butler status.

On the phone, Wu Su was still excitedly shouting, "Cheers! Let's all wish the new couple a hundred years of happiness!"

The on-site butler, Wu Su, who had ballooned into a sphere, was still eating vigorously.

Shi Xuan was trembling with anger, pointing at Wu Su and demanding, "Stop eating! Who exactly are you?!"

With a chicken leg still in his mouth, Wu Su looked up in confusion and asked, "I'm Wu Su, your butler. What’s your problem? Can’t you let a guy eat in peace? If you're not eating, then leave the table."

Shi Xuan slammed the table in fury, "You're Wu Su? I think you're Wu the Blob!"

It was as if he had been inflated, instantly swelling to three times his original size.

Wu Su, watching the real Wu Su on his phone drinking and eating like a bandit king, calmly said, "He's the fake one. I'm the real one."

"What’s this, some kind of Monkey King showdown?" Shi Xuan raised his fist and aimed a hard punch at Wu Su's face, something he had wanted to do for a long time.

The punch landed on thin air, and the sound of a fox’s cackling laughter filled the room. When they looked again, Wu Su was gone, leaving only a single white fox hair slowly drifting down from the air, full of mockery.

They had it wrong. It wasn’t the real and fake Monkey King; it was the real and fake Fox King.