What if you were targeted by a cool and aloof beauty?

"I see." Jiuge nodded with lingering fear and moved closer to An Chen's side.

That does make sense.

“You’re looking for me… what… what happened… um… my benefactor…” Awu’s shoulders trembled violently.

It wasn't just that An Chen called him over.

As soon as he arrived... he saw the formidable woman that An Chen had instructed him to meet.

And because he was afraid of being late, he wondered if he would get beaten to death.

"Benefactor?" Jiuge touched her ear.

She wondered if there was something wrong with her ears.

Aren't they gangsters?

Did An Chen have dealings with spirit gangs before?

"Why are you only arriving now? You're way late." An Chen's tone was cold, his face expressionless.

"I'm sorry... I... I didn't mean to." Awu knelt down with a thud.

“I diligently played the role of this dark-skinned guy every day, unafraid of the risk of being caught by a master. I never slacked off, and I never did anything bad again.” He took a deep breath, trying to stop himself from stuttering.

"Yes, thank you for your hard work." An Chen smiled gently.

“…It’s not hard work.” Awu trembled even more violently.

He felt like he was about to be beaten half to death.

"Impressive." Jiuge glanced at Awu, then at Anchen.

After observing for a while, she was finally able to distinguish the difference between Awu and the phantom.

However, the difference is so small that it's impossible to be completely certain unless you pay close attention.

"This is my girlfriend," An Chen said, touching Jiu Ge's hand.

"Sister-in-law...Greetings, my benefactor's wife." Awu spoke hesitantly.

He didn't know how to address his benefactor's girlfriend.

Because the energy fields were confused and a barrier was placed over it, the conversation between An Chen, Jiu Ge, and A Wu was not clearly heard by the occasional passersby.

The men and women passing by could only vaguely sense that An Chen and Jiu Ge seemed to be talking about something unimportant.

"If we accidentally bump into him in an emergency, will we be able to tell the difference?" An Chen looked up at Jiu Ge and smiled.

He knew Jiuge's strength, and after observing her for a while, he should be able to handle it.

“Okay, sure.” Jiuge nodded.

"Alright then." An Chen nodded as well.

He turned his gaze back to Awu and said, "Don't be nervous. Stand up and introduce yourself."

"Huh?" Awu stood up shakily.

"Remember, tell the truth and explain clearly; it's basic courtesy." An Chen grinned mischievously.

If I don't explain it clearly, Jiuge might think I'm exploiting my employees when she realizes what's going on.

Letting Awu and Jiuge interact can also train Jiuge's communication skills and build her courage.

“Okay.” Awu turned to look at Jiuge.

“I used to live in other cities, and I was a notorious spirit, known as the Little Devil.” He tried to analyze himself objectively.

“Yeah, the underworld.” Jiuge nodded understandingly.

Although he didn't know what the underworld spirits were all about, Awu, not daring to neglect An Chen and Jiu Ge, continued to speak: "All I've ever done is oppress spirits, often abusing innocent old, young, sick and disabled spirits, taking pleasure in scaring them, and liking to poke at their sore spots."

"..." Jiuge's expression turned serious.

"I also like to scare people and recklessly absorb the yang energy from living people. As long as I don't drain them dry, I will absorb as much as possible. When I see sad people, I will also sneak into their dreams, pretend to be someone close to them, and do terrible things to them, making them despair." Awu calmly recalled the scumbag behavior he had done in the past.

"..." Jiuge frowned.

“I even accidentally… no, deliberately scared people into mental breakdowns, deliberately played pranks on others, and used my power to do bad things everywhere… Many spirits who tried to capture me called me a mudslide in the spirit world and a troublemaker in the human world. If it weren’t for An Chen’s kindness and reason with me, I wouldn’t have reformed… I even helped my benefactor pretend to be a dark figure to atone for his sins…”

Awu noticed Jiuge's expression and spoke in a softer voice.

He was a little confused.

He was being so honest and sincere, so why did Jiu Ge look at him like she wanted to scatter his ashes?

"How did you manage to appeal to his emotions and reason with him?" Controlling her emotions, Jiu Ge gave An Chen a stiff smile.

“…” An Chen was stunned.

After hesitating for a moment, he told the truth: "I didn't appeal to his emotions. He's just embellishing his story. I mainly beat him into submission."

“…” Awu remained silent.

The last vestige of dignity was trampled to pieces.

"If he does something bad again in the future, can I just smash him to pieces?" Jiuge took a breath and gave An Chen a pure smile.

"?" Awu was horrified.

Chapter 289 It's fun to be a little mischievous (Seeking monthly votes and subscriptions)

"From now on, you will come to this place in your true form at a set time every day. Any time is fine, as long as it's not when the sun is at its strongest." An Chen snapped his fingers and pointed to a location opposite the Spirit Realm Mental Clinic.

"Huh?" Awu was completely confused.

“The literal meaning.” An Chen stood up, leading Jiu Ge.

He withdrew the barrier and prepared to leave.

"?" Upon seeing the barrier disappear, Awu immediately returned to normal.

If we continue to maintain the illusion, and stay in the same place for too long, even if we are far from the opposite side of the road, there will be some risks involved.

To be fair, he is indeed considered to be highly powerful among spirits, perhaps even stronger than the phantom clone. However, there are still many uncertainties among the world's experts.

An Chen is one such uncertain factor.

Thanks to this great benefactor, the association is now sending people everywhere to look for me. I want insurance, and I don't need to maintain this dangerous appearance if I don't need to pretend.

"It really looks so dark." Jiuge stared wide-eyed in surprise at Awu's strange skin color.

She suddenly knew the origin of the name Awu.

At first, Jiuge thought Awu was some kind of crow spirit.

It turns out it got its name from its unusual skin color.

"Did you hear what I said?" An Chen took a step toward A Wu.

"Understood!" Awu replied immediately.

Although I don't know An Chen's intentions, I know that if I refuse, I'll definitely get a beating.

"Okay, then you can go now. Remember not to get caught by anything or anyone else." An Chen nodded in satisfaction.

"Understood, benefactor boss!" Awu kowtowed to An Chen as if he had been pardoned.

He flashed a fawning smile, then turned and vanished without a trace.

……

"You let me see Awu this time just to recognize his spirit?" Back in the community, Jiuge asked softly, linking arms with Anchen.

"More or less. I've been thinking about it, and we still need to avoid any special circumstances." An Chen glanced at Jiu Ge and answered with a smile.

"Since Zhang Zhidong has been sent away, why do you still have Awu come over from time to time?" Jiuge turned around and looked towards the entrance of the community.

Another light shone from the left, emanating from the card "Zhang Zhidong".

It seems that Zhang Zhidong and Mao Maotou have already gone back.

She didn't quite understand how Zhang Zhidong and An Chen exchanged information.

Could it be telepathic communication or the use of a fake phone from the spirit world?

However, An Chen didn't seem to make any moves on the surface during this time.

Jiuge didn't sense any movement from An Chen.

"Do you usually watch TV series or read novels about Yama, the King of Hell, or the Black and White Impermanence?" An Chen thought for a moment and asked.

"……No."

Jiuge paused, then looked at An Chen with an expression that made him seem like he was looking at an idiot.

Isn't that obvious?

“That makes sense…” An Chen took out his keys and opened the apartment door.

"You must know the legends and stories about Yama, Black and White Impermanence, and Meng Po, right?" As he entered the room, he squatted down to change his shoes.

“I know that. Yama is the boss of the underworld, Black and White Impermanence are responsible for taking lives, and Meng Po is the one who gives soup to the reincarnated so that they can forget their past lives.” Jiuge stroked Naitang’s cat head and sat down on the sofa first.

If she remembered correctly, there were also legends about people who couldn't let go of their memories from their previous life and didn't want to drink the Meng Po soup.

"So smart!" An Chen gave a thumbs up and turned on the TV.

The TV is showing news about a certain actor surnamed Li whose house collapsed.

Various authoritative platforms are successively releasing their respective opinions.

The actor surnamed Li did not violate any criminal law, and he will be released after only a few days in jail.

However, once this information is leaked, this person will definitely be unable to continue their career.

Moreover, he will also face a barrage of public opinion and a huge amount of compensation.

An Chen had only one opinion about this—he deserved it.

For public figures, image is extremely important, let alone for famous actors.

Nowadays, most people who follow celebrities are those with low education levels and young age. This is not meant to be disrespectful or anything, but rather to state an objective fact.

Especially for minors, whose values ​​and worldviews are not yet fully formed.