Die, Replay, Repeat

Chapter 226: Resetting

Chapter 226: Resetting

"Your room is on the 8th floor. The elevator's this way, please follow me," 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 me?"

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 me? 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 name was mentioned, the room went silent, just like before. After a moment, 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 remember right, this is our first meeting. We have no grudge, but you attack me. 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 screamed. 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 me trouble in the future, so I'm giving you a lesson now to make you remember."

After speaking, Fang Xiu twisted the scalpel.

"Ah!"

Chu Feng's body convulsed. He foamed at the mouth, his eyes rolling back. The onlookers shivered at the sight.

What Fang Xiu did seemed unbelievable to them. They had never seen someone give a preemptive lesson like this.

A few minutes later, Fang Xiu let go of the scalpel. Chu Feng immediately ran away.

This time, 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. Time 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 name, work for me for three years," Fang Xiu said calmly.

Xiao Chuxia was stunned, disbelief in her eyes. "You even foresaw why I came to see you?!"

"Cut the crap. Your name in exchange for three years of work. Don't worry, I just need your abilities."

"I'll think about it."

"Don't waste time. 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 moment of silence, Xiao Chuxia, not knowing why, nodded in agreement. Perhaps she had been convinced by Fang Xiu's certainty.

"Remember, I'll only say your name 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 mean 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 elements—late night, hotel, man, woman, bed, crying, wet.

At the same time, a strange feeling rose in her heart, indescribable. It felt quite strange that someone in front of her was accurately telling her what she was going to do next.

"Your name 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 something 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 demeanor.

This instantly made Xiao Chuxia angry, and she forced the tears back.

"Don't give me that look. I won’t cry."