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

Now that An Chen knows about Jiu Ge's situation from Master Xia, there's no need for him to keep it a secret any longer.

Seeing that he readily admitted it without hesitation, Jiuge looked somewhat surprised.

"Let's finish this quickly."

She took out a folded piece of paper from her bag, quickly unfolded it, and handed it to An Chen.

"I hope you can work with me."

Upon receiving the paper, An Chen's attention was quickly drawn to the four characters at the top.

This is a contract.

The contract had the words "Clean up filth" written in large characters, and Jiuge had already signed the bottom of the contract, along with the official seal of Jiutiao Group, a major domestic enterprise.

He glanced at the contract and his gaze fell on the salary section.

Was the reward for good fortune manifesting a little too quickly this time?

An Chen was somewhat stunned as he looked at the salary, which was in the tens of thousands.

"The job is simple: assist me in purifying abnormal spirits."

"Accepting this contract can solve my financial problems," An Chen thought carefully.

If we're lucky, we might even find some clues about the phantom.

Seeing that An Chen was still pondering, Jiu Ge continued, "Even if you have no experience, it doesn't matter. You just need to follow my instructions. The Jiu Tiao Group will pay you a corresponding salary every month and provide you with a free apartment."

"..."

"If you encounter any difficulties, I can also use my connections within the company or the association I belong to to help you."

Hearing this, An Chen finally spoke.

"When does it begin?"

"next week."

"Okay, deal."

"Pleasant to work with."

After saying that, Jiuge showed a relieved expression.

Then, as if realizing something, she coughed lightly and turned her face away.

Chapter 3 Threat (The minor character's negative emotions were amplified by a low-frequency spirit, which is why he started picking on the male lead)

After briefly explaining the collaboration details, Jiuge turned and left.

"See you at 10:00 AM tomorrow in study room 01 of the library."

After saying those words, she disappeared completely at the top of the stairs.

It's already 8:12.

An Chen's phone kept popping up with messages. He glanced at them and saw that most of them were from Li Xiao.

Without replying to any messages, he randomly found a classroom nearby and sat down.

An Chen returned to the classroom only after the bell rang.

As soon as he entered, he was surrounded by people.

"Brother An Chen, what's going on?"

"Did she want to see you out because of something?"

"Just say it directly, we won't laugh at you."

...

The students bombarded him with questions, their expressions scrutinizing An Chen.

"I just have a collaboration with her, you've misunderstood."

Watching them quietly, An Chen felt somewhat helpless. "I didn't know beforehand that she would come to see me today."

"Huh? A collaboration?"

"What's the misunderstanding?"

"You mean Jiuge was lying to us when she said she made a promise with you?"

Aside from Li Xiao looking much more relaxed, the other classmates were giving An Chen increasingly strange looks.

Seeing that they couldn't explain it in a few words, An Chen stopped paying attention to them.

Too much talk will inevitably lead to mistakes; saying too much will mostly only make things worse.

After finding an empty seat, An Chen looked up out the window.

The students wanted to go over and ask more questions, but the school bell rang at an inopportune moment, so they had to give up.

……

There are only two classes on Thursday morning.

As soon as the bell rang, An Chen went downstairs without looking back.

He quickly blended into the dense crowd and walked straight out of the school gate.

They wouldn't listen to explanations, and continuing to linger in the classroom is unwise.

It's better to avoid trouble.

Thinking of this, An Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

Just ignore it for a while and wait for the storm to pass.

It wasn't noon yet, and the sun wasn't very strong, but the air was extremely hot and dry.

I bought a bottle of water at the small shop next door.

He took a sip and slowly walked towards the alley where the residential area was located.

When An Chen reached the alley entrance, he realized that he had forgotten to exchange contact information with Jiu Ge.

"Never mind, we'll meet again tomorrow anyway."

Only two elective basic fencing classes remain indoors at lunchtime.

This time, An Chen was smarter. He didn't enter the classroom until the very moment the school bell rang.

After finding a corner to sit down, An Chen noticed that most of the students in the class were staring at him intently.

There probably aren't many people in this classroom who actually know him.

Pretending not to notice anything amiss, An Chen picked up his textbook and began listening to the lesson.

"The highest governing body for fencing is the International Fencing Federation..."

An elderly professor passionately recounted the history of fencing from the podium, but few of the students below seemed to be paying attention.

The story of An Chen from the Physical Education Department being called out by Jiu Ge for an entire class and not returning was spread throughout most of the school by gossips within a single afternoon.

As the issue gained traction, the online forums and chat groups of the pseudo-capital university exploded.

People were either indignant, sour, or remained silent, or simply waited to see what would happen.

Naturally, the students in the same classroom who had absolutely no connection with An Chen also belonged to this group.

"This student."

Just as An Chen was concentrating on listening to the lecture, a boy behind him poked him in the back.

An Chen turned around expressionlessly, and the boy looked at him arrogantly.

At the same time, he noticed that there seemed to be a dark aura above the boy's brow.

"Don't go any closer to Jiuge," the boy said.

"Oh."

An Chen replied with a single word, then turned back, his heart completely unmoved.

After school, the boy sitting behind him seemed to want to stop him and say something.

An Chen glanced at the other person coldly, then walked past him and headed back home.

The peaceful days of the past seemed to have drifted away from him, and he began to doubt whether partnering with Jiu Ge was the right decision.

As night deepened, An Chen went out and took on a few more transactions.

By the time the problem was solved, it was already dawn.

After a short rest of more than three hours, An Chen went to the school to keep his appointment.

There are ten minutes left until the agreed time.

After calculating the distance, An Chen felt that he should be able to arrive just in time to check the schedule.

Just as he arrived at the library and was about to go up the stairs, a furtive figure appeared behind him.

Then, the figure spoke.

"You are not allowed to come near Jiuge."

An Chen turned around and glanced at the person behind him.

He wore black glasses, had a pockmarked face, and was rather overweight.

After thinking back, I realized that the other person seemed to be the one who sat in the back seat yesterday afternoon.

How did he know he would meet Jiuge at the library at this time?

An Chen frowned, turned around and continued walking uphill, deciding to ignore him.

"Can't you hear me? Don't go over there, get down here."

The pockmarked man swung his fist at An Chen and lunged at him, all the while cursing under his breath.

Sensing the movement, An Chen glanced over coldly, then flashed forward and kicked the other person in the stomach.

The pockmarked man bent over, covered his stomach with one hand, and punched An Chen in the face with his other fist.