Chapter 4

Chapter 4: This Building Was Eight Stories High!

Fu Qing Han froze for a moment, his eyes narrowing dangerously, then he closed the living room window.

Everything just now had felt like a dream.

But it was not a dream. Just now, a young girl had not only told him he would be assassinated, she had also pinched a beam of light with her bare hand. After that, she had leaped down onto the parasol tree, then slid down like a kitten and vanished into the garden’s shadows in the blink of an eye…

This building was eight stories high!

Jiang Shi Yue…

Her name rolled once over his tongue, carrying a cool, lingering sound.

Fu Qing Han’s gaze turned deep and heavy, and no extra emotion could be seen on his face anymore. He smoothed away a slight wrinkle on his cuff, then walked toward the door at an unhurried pace.

Under the dim yellow light, his figure looked even taller and straighter, and his cold aura somehow gained a lazy charm that hinted at things unsaid.

Fu Qing Han reached out his sharp-knuckled hand, placed it on the metal door handle, and suddenly yanked it open.

…

At this moment, Jiang Shi Yue had left the Fleeting Years Hotel’s reach. Cars flowed endlessly along the road, and colorful neon lights fell into the human world like starlight from the sky.

Jiang Shi Yue rubbed her pocket in frustration. Because of the five-sense sealing training, her bag was in a locker. Now she had no phone and not a penny. How was she supposed to get back to school?

If she had known, she would not have asked for a banner. She should have asked for money.

That man looked like he was practically giving off wealth.

Jiang Shi Yue’s gaze swept around, and finally landed on the door of a shop.

She touched the pearl hairpin on her head, her eyes turning, and hurried inside.

Ten minutes later, Jiang Shi Yue came out. Her hair was tied with a ribbon the shop owner had kindly given her, and she had fifty yuan in her hand.

She flagged down a car and said with a smile, “Driver, I’m going to Central City Superpower Academy.”

The driver was a born-and-raised C City local. He swore to the streetlights that he had never heard of Central City Superpower Academy.

He looked Jiang Shi Yue up and down. Hah! She was pretty, but she was not a mental patient, was she?

“I’ve never heard of that place.” The driver spoke gently, afraid that Jiang Shi Yue might have an episode and lash out at society. But as soon as he finished, he drove off like he was running for his life. Not worth it, not worth it. Better to get out of here.

Jiang Shi Yue: …

She tried to stop several more cars, but it was still the same. Even an idiot would have noticed something was wrong.

Besides, she realized that everyone she met had no mental power.

But this was clearly C City.

Before she could figure it all out, Jiang Shi Yue finally stopped walking. She spoke, troubled, her voice sounding soft. “Ever since you left that hotel, you’ve been following me. What do you want?”

A Jia had not expected he had been noticed long ago. He cursed his mistake under his breath, but still stepped out from the shadows of the alley with an innocent face. “I was just passing by.”

He did not think the sickly-looking Eldest Miss of the Jiang Family could do anything to him.

But he quickly realized he had underestimated Jiang Shi Yue.

Jiang Shi Yue turned around in one motion. Her movement was sharp, filled with thick killing intent, so fast you could not even see what happened.

One of her hands was already locked around A Jia’s throat. A Jia seemed completely unprepared for the sudden change, but the suffocating pressure at his neck had already surged over him like a tide.

“If I squeeze a little harder, your throat bone might shatter.” Jiang Shi Yue spoke with a half-smile, but her pretty almond eyes held a chill that did not match her age. “Who sent you?”