How come I was the one being targeted?

".....Sorry." In the end, facing Bai Jun's innocent and aggrieved eyes, Fu Xuan was still discouraged and defeated. He took out a rag and wiped the table while muttering.

As the saying goes, once you make great progress, you will be exhausted again and again.

Fu Xuan almost felt this way. After wiping the table, he found it difficult to muster the same emotions when he looked up at Bai Jun. He could only sigh helplessly and pass over the topic. "Forget it, I'll forgive you this time. If you dare to do it again, I will definitely not forgive you!"

Little did she know that she had said this to Bai Jun almost four times, but Bai Jun managed to get away with it every time.

Bai Jun was secretly delighted, but his expression remained clear. "Mundane affairs are so frequent, and things are getting delayed. I hope Master Fu Xuan will take some time so we can meet again."

After saying that, he took a few steps back, hugged the editor in his arms tightly, and was about to leave.

"Wait, there's one more thing!"

Fu Xuan picked up the coffee and stopped Bai Jun again, saying unhappily, "Take off your armor."

"Ah? Why..." Bai Jun was stunned for a moment, thinking that he had misheard, so he asked again tentatively.

"Don't worry about it, take off your armor! I'll tell you to take off your armor!" Fu Xuan took a sip of coffee and urged in an ominous tone.

Bai Jun quickly understood the current situation, took off his coat, and secretly hated himself in his heart: Why am I so unlucky? I just agreed to come here to get some information, but I didn’t expect to fall into a fire pit. No matter who you are, come and save me quickly, we have to meet again, but if you delay for a moment, my life will be over!

Although Bai Jun was distressed, he still paid attention to Fu Xuan sitting in the seat.

"Take it off, take it off, take it off!"

Seeing that he took a long time to take off his coat, the pink-haired short girl had lost her patience. She jumped off the chair and tore off his shirt herself, revealing Bai Jun's tall, strong, and muscular body.

Fu Xuan's gaze unconsciously lingered for a while longer, thinking that he had a good figure, and it seemed that he was a little stronger than when they first met?

No, the physique of the Xianzhou people determines that no matter how much they exercise, their physical condition will not change. It must be an illusion.

Coming back to her senses, Fu Xuan realized that Bai Jun was looking at her dimly, and her tone became a little flustered: "Why are you staring at me?"

"Do I need to take off my pants?"

"Take off... w-what!? Seriously, you lecher—!"

Fu Xuan blushed when he realized what Bai Jun said, and slapped him on the back in embarrassment.

Bai Jun gasped in pain and soon calmed down. Although he didn't know what Fu Xuan was going to do, he didn't dare to say anything more.

Fu Xuan leaned forward slightly, stretched out his small hand and placed it on Bai Jun's back. Soon, under the touch of his fingertips, the traces left by the scratches gradually lit up with a faint purple light, and the patterns of the crystal texture began to appear on Bai Jun's back.

Countless particles flowed in the air, and the shape of the magic circle was outlined by Fu Xuan's fingertips.

As the magic circle was spinning, Fu Xuan made a hand gesture, and the magic eye on his forehead shone with brilliant light, and purple particles around it also surrounded it like misty clouds.

Fate will differentiate into various possible phantoms in everyone's soul, and the Dharma Eye bestowed by the Venerable Boshi can help Fu Xuan observe the direction that a person should take in his fate. All the past overlaps in the mist of probability, like a dream or reality, changing and coming on the edge of consciousness, extending into countless futures.

She tried her best to distinguish, trying to find the branches and vines of Bai Jun's fate in the vastness of the moment, but there was no trace of the fate that should have left on Bai Jun's body. It was really strange...

Just as she was concentrating on operating the magic circle to search, her fingertips that maintained the magic circle and the magic eyes that surveyed fate suddenly felt a burning pain. Before she could react, the unbearable hot pain instantly hit her like a tide.

Fu Xuan felt that her fingers would turn into flames and burn to ashes at any time, and she instinctively wanted to break the magic circle, but her extremely high fortune-teller spirit did not allow her to give up halfway.

So she gritted her teeth, endured the severe pain of her spirit being burned by the flames, and completed the ceremony.

"Okay, put your clothes back on."

Fu Xuan withdrew his fingers as if he had been electrocuted. As his Dharma Eye closed, the magic circle formed by the purple particles around his body quickly dissipated.

Ignoring the cold sweat on his forehead, Fu Xuan picked up the clothes on the ground and threw them to Bai Jun, who hadn't figured out the situation yet. He then ordered him to leave: "I'm very tired today, so I'm sorry I can't see you off!"

Before leaving, Fu Xuan suddenly whispered something in Bai Jun's ear, "Time is bad, luck is bad, and fate is full of twists and turns, but good and bad are intertwined, so just wait for fate to reveal itself."

Immediately afterwards, the confused Bai Jun was kicked out of the office without even being able to put on her clothes. She looked like a poor girl who was abandoned after being seduced.

"So, what is going on here..."

Bai Jun twitched the corner of his mouth, and before he could complain, he saw the fortune tellers passing by, and hurriedly put his clothes on to avoid spreading rumors.

As she heard Bai Jun's footsteps gradually fading away outside the door, Fu Xuan seemed to have lost all her strength. She rested her hands on the table, resting her forehead on the back of her hands. The sweat that flowed out soaked her pink hair, which felt uncomfortable as it stuck to her forehead, but she didn't have the mind to care about these things now.

She forced herself to sit on the sofa and rubbed her swollen and painful brows. Every time she closed her eyes, she could recall the flames she had just observed.

It was a ball of light as dazzling as a star hidden deep in Bai Jun's soul. Every ray of light was dancing, like a turbulent torrent, or like the raging anger that had been suppressed since ancient times, biting and roaring, as if to melt everything.

"There's no doubt about it. Bai Jun's background is indeed not simple. That ball of fire is definitely... It hurts!"

The broken blood-colored jade bead slid down the wound on the finger, dripped onto the ground, and turned into a gorgeous blood-red flower. Only then did Fu Xuan realize that his finger had been cut by something sharp.

"Hmm...just wait, Bai Jun. I will definitely get you!"

Lord Fu Xuan, who was usually so majestic, now buried his head in the sofa and made an embarrassing sound.

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ps: Summarizing the current bounty situation, a total of seven and a half chapters are owed.

Are there any tickets left? I still have quite a few tickets left.

Chapter 29: Don't trust all online messages

The clouds are so white...

The wind is so cool...

The weather is really nice today...

Looking at the exceptionally bright afternoon sky, Miss Qingque, who was temporarily serving as the gatekeeper of Taibusi, leaned against the wall of the gate of Taibusi, holding a porcelain teacup in her hand. The tea was filled with emerald green tea with red wolfberries floating on top. White hot steam continued to drift out of the cup's mouth, like a small chimney.

"Haah, it feels good~"

Qingque took a sip of the warm tea, and then let out a sigh of great satisfaction, just like a middle-aged uncle who had just retired from his job, strolling around in the park with a thermos cup in his hand.

Following his parents' expectations, he was admitted to the Taibusi Department. After several years of hard work and struggling in the endless social life, Qingque has already acquired the skills of a seasoned slacker.

She has been transferred to other departments and has had several superiors, but she has always been the fortune teller at the lowest level, and the trend is even lower... Her growth is encouraging, but even so, the life of standing guard at the door day after day is still a bit difficult.

Not to mention slacking off and going to Bai Jun to play cards, even squatting at the door to rest for a while would result in a severe reprimand from the Grand Secretary. This life was simply not for Que'er!

It's afternoon now. I should have found a comfortable corner in the library to take a nap, and then sneak out to play cards after waking up. But all my plans were ruined because of the security guard!

Thinking of this, Qingque couldn't help sighing. She didn't have this habit before. Sometimes she wondered if she was too deeply influenced by Bai Jun?

"By the way, I don't seem to have seen Lady Taibu today. Could it be that she went to a meeting?"

Qingque's shaking white and tender legs suddenly stopped. She realized that this might be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so she put down the teacup, stood up and looked around.

In this Taibu Division, there are not many people who can scare Qingque. Fu Xuan is naturally needless to say, and the fortune teller from the Mingyue Division who often hangs around in the office hall is definitely one of them.

Oh, and there is Xisi Bu Guan, this absolute beautiful boy control freak is even more heavyweight. Qingque even seriously suspects that she has any improper thoughts about Bai Juncui.

What these seniors like to do most on weekdays is to find Qingque and have a long chat. After listening to them many times, you will know that they are just like the teachers in the school in the past, and they only have a few accents over and over again.

He would start by praising her as "quiet and well-behaved" and "intelligent," then add a note of complaint: "It's a pity that you're using your smart brain in the wrong place." Finally, he'd make a grand promise: "If you could focus your cleverness on work, you'd be able to do so much."

But Qingque knew better than anyone what kind of life she wanted. As time went on, the patience of these seniors was finally worn out, and in the end, they could only leave a resentful comment that it would be difficult for her to achieve anything great.

Confirming that there were no signs of those people around, Qingque made up her mind. Just when she was about to run away...

pat-

The small paws made a clicking sound as they stepped on the bluestone slabs.

A handsome white domestic cat landed beside him. Its fur was like flowing clouds reflecting the snow, and its color was mellow. It looked handsome and majestic, especially since its physique was much smaller and more delicate than that of an ordinary strong domestic cat.

Ever since Jianmu took root, the people of Xianzhou mostly regarded strong and huge pets as beautiful. Qingque rarely saw such a small and cute creature, and she immediately became interested. However, when this little guy passed by her, it glanced at her in a very human way, and a disdainful sneer burst out of its nose.

"?"

Qingque didn't hesitate, grabbed it with her little hand, and refined it in an instant!

"Alright, alright, you little raccoon slave, how dare you act so presumptuously here? Now I'll let you taste the power of this Lord Que. Take it!"

"Meow-!"

Ignoring the fat cat's struggle, Qingque kept scratching its belly, determined to make it realize the cruelty of reality.

Just as she was having a great time, a cold voice came from behind her: "Is it fun?"

"Wow! I, I, Lord Taibu, I was wrong. I will never dare to do it again!" Qingque's petite body trembled with fear. She let go of the raccoon slave in her hand, subconsciously hugged her head and squatted down, begging for mercy with a slightly trembling voice.

"Uh, is this your Taibusi's unique way of greeting?"

Wait, Qingque, who was shivering with her head in her hands, was stunned and found that the voice was particularly familiar. Then she raised her head and saw Bai Jun leaning against Taibusimen, staring at her with a teasing look and a smirk.

If someone else dared to joke like this, Qingque would have to eat a few mahjong tiles on his head, but unfortunately this person was Bai Jun.

He has a pretty bad character, but his face is so handsome, so his evil appearance has a unique flavor.

Forget it, forget it. Since he is handsome, I will forgive him this time.

Click——

"Oh! Bai Jun, you bad guy, stop taking pictures!"

Qingque covered his chest and just came to his senses when he saw the jade statue in Bai Jun's hand emitting the unique flash when taking pictures.

Then she jumped up in shame and anger, raised her pink fist and slapped Bai Jun's shoulder several times, then stood on tiptoe to snatch the jade from his hand.

Relying on his absolute advantage in height, Bai Jun just raised his hand slightly and didn't even make any dodging movements. On the other hand, Qingque stood on tiptoe and stretched out his white and tender arms but could only barely reach Bai Jun's wrist.

"I don't care, delete the photos for me!"

Realizing that there might be an unreachable chasm between him and Yu Zhao, Qingque immediately changed his strategy and began to scratch his defenseless waist.

"Quack! Surrender! I surrender to my beloved Miss Qingque!"

But to Qingque's surprise, this trick was actually quite useful. Bai Jun's pupils suddenly shrank, and he suppressed his smile and surrendered obediently in less than half a second.

Qingque raised her slightly red face with pride, snorted softly, and was secretly happy to have found Bai Jun's weakness while taking the jade sign that he handed to her with compliments.

She opened Yuzhao and quickly cleared the photos he had just taken of her. When she was about to return Yuzhao to Bai Jun, several messages suddenly appeared on the screen and attracted Qingque's attention.

【Silver Hacker:???】

[Silver Hacker: Why didn't you reply to my message last night? Are you tired of me?]

[Silver Hacker: If you're still upset about what happened the night before, I apologize. After all, in matters like this, personal experience is what's most important. I can't just follow my own opinions and ignore your feelings.]

[Silver Hacker: As compensation, you can play as you please tonight. I'm open to any tricks.]

"......"

Qingque's expression suddenly changed. Her face, which originally had a faint blush, suddenly turned ashen, but it was soon replaced by the irreconcilable sorrow and anger over the betrayal, and jealousy towards the woman on the other side of Yuzhao.

From Bai Jun's perspective, he could see Qingque suddenly lowering her face, and her soft shoulders, as white as cream, trembling slightly.

Perhaps it was because the early spring wind was still a little stiff, but for some reason, Bai Jun felt an inexplicable sense of unease in his heart, as if someone was stabbing him in the back with a knife.

"Uh, Greenbird? Guaaaaaaaa!"

Bai Jun spoke cautiously, but what he received was a heavy punch from Qingque with a crying voice. He was caught off guard and suffered heavy damage.

"I can do that kind of thing too! Wuuuuuuuuu..." The girl covered her face with her hands while crying, and then ran away crying.

Bai Jun covered his severely injured abdomen, wondering what was wrong with this girl again.

It was not until he looked down and saw clearly what kind of outrageous words were displayed on the lit Jade Screen that his face immediately turned paler than his hair.

The heart that had been hanging in the air finally died completely.

Chapter 30: This entry is Gui

With his understanding of Qingque, Bai Jun soon found the brown-haired girl squatting in the corner of the vending machine, drawing circles on the ground with a wooden stick and muttering some dark words.

Bai Jun leaned his right hand against the vending machine, looking down helplessly at Qingque squatting in the corner. He tapped the case of the vending machine with his fingers and said, "Want a drink? I'll treat you."

".....snort."

Looking at her angry face, Bai Jun sighed, knowing that if he insisted on talking now, he would only be asking for trouble. He then bought two cans of iced drinks from the vending machine, picked up one and suddenly put it against her face.

"Ah, it's so cold!"

The sudden cold and slippery touch on her skin made Qingque tremble all over and made her make a panicked sound like a little rabbit, but she quickly realized that she had lost her composure and covered her cheeks. However, her delicate red earlobes revealed her emotions.

Bai Jun took the opportunity to stuff the drink into her hand, then sat next to her, opened the can and started drinking.

"Really..." Qingque turned to look at Bai Jun beside him. Seeing his eyes as clear as cornflowers and his slightly troubled expression, most of the dissatisfaction in his heart immediately dissipated.

She said nothing, but moved closer to Bai Jun. She bent her long, white legs and brought them together in front of her. She hugged her knees with her hands, buried her face between her legs, and curled up into a small ball.

"Who is that person?" After a while, Qingque suddenly asked in a depressed tone.