What kind of magic? This is called cultivating immortality!

"what!"

Their fists collided, and the force of the impact blew their hair up.

Their attacks clashed repeatedly, each strike potentially fatal. Their fists flew faster and faster, leaving only countless afterimages.

"A single punch can prevent a hundred more!"

Finally, with a loud shout from Zhong Hui, his fist shattered the opponent's fist and slammed it hard into the opponent's forehead.

"Crack..."

The scene before him shattered like glass. When Zhong Hui opened his eyes again, he realized that he had arrived at Fangyuan City and had successfully mastered the Douzi Secret Technique.

Chapter 113 Going Home

On the way out of the car, Cangxing took the initiative to invite Qianjia to stay in Fangyuan City for a few days.

The two had known each other for many years, and recently they had been spending every day together in Jiangbei, their friendship growing stronger and their bond becoming increasingly close.

Faced with Cangxing's kind invitation, Qianjia declined apologetically: "I haven't been back to Tai'an County for a long time. After all, it's the area I'm responsible for. Let's get together again next time."

"Okay, then let's keep in touch by phone."

Cang Xing didn't insist too much, smiled and waved goodbye, and followed Zhong Hui out of the high-speed rail.

The two men, each carrying a snakeskin bag, walked steadily toward the exit.

The bag was full of clothes, cosmetics and other items that Cangxing had previously purchased in Jiangbei, as well as gifts specially prepared for the captain and his companions.

In short, I bought so much stuff that I wouldn't have needed a snakeskin bag to carry it all.

As the two waited for a car by the roadside, a middle-aged man in a suit strode forward and greeted Cang Xing politely with a smile: "Miss, excuse me for bothering you. I'm a talent scout from Fan Hua Shi Rong. Your looks and figure are exceptionally outstanding, like a hidden gem; you captivated me at first sight. If you're willing to sign with our company and debut, I can guarantee you'll definitely become a top star."

"Really? Thank you for the compliment." Cangxing smiled, covering her mouth with a slight laugh, then declined without hesitation, "However, I have no plans to debut for the time being, I'm sorry."

The middle-aged man did not give up and continued to persuade him: "You have such top-notch looks and figure. It would be such a waste to let them go to waste, it would be a complete disservice to your talent..." (1000 words omitted below.)

He talked on and on for a long time, and Cangxing listened to the endless praise, her smile becoming more and more gentle, but she still refused him without any mercy.

In her words, she likes to be praised, but she absolutely does not want to enter the entertainment industry and be judged by others.

"Since you've made up your mind, I won't bother you any longer. Here's my business card; please feel free to contact me if you change your mind in the future."

After repeated attempts to persuade him failed, the middle-aged man was completely at a loss. He handed over a business card, bowed slightly, and turned to leave.

Cang Xing glanced at the business card, paused slightly, and said, "I think I've seen this company before... Oh, I remember now, the talent scout I met at the high-speed rail station last time also worked for this company. This company is so shady, they actually rely on squatting at the high-speed rail station to recruit people and sign contracts."

"It's obvious they're short-staffed." Just then, the waiting taxi arrived, and Zhong Hui opened the door and got in. "Let's go, home."

Cangxing moved nimbly and sat down next to him.

Several days later, Fangyuan City remained unchanged, exactly the same as when the two left, especially the congested roads.

The journey from the high-speed rail station to their home should only take about twenty minutes, but the two of them were stuck in traffic for almost an hour before finally getting home.

As soon as he got out of the car, Cangxing stretched and rubbed his lower back, muttering to himself, "When will this constant traffic jam ever get better? They really think my back is made of iron!"

“You’ll get used to it,” Zhong Hui said calmly. “I’ve heard the traffic in the capital is even worse; a mere mile can take over twenty minutes due to traffic jams.”

"Compared to Kyoto, we're just a backwater. If you're going to compare, find a city that's even more comparable."

"for example?"

"Uh... never mind, traffic jams are a unique feature of China."

"..."

The two chatted casually, each carrying a heavy snakeskin bag, and walked towards the elevator.

Click~

The key was inserted into the lock, and with a gentle turn, the tightly closed door opened with a click, and the familiar sound lingered in my ears.

Looking at his spotless and unchanged home, Cangxing sighed with emotion.

Got home.

This is the place she longs for every day.

No matter how prosperous the outside world is, those who wander far from home still miss their own little nest the most.

Cangxing took a deep breath, wanting to feel the familiar warmth of home.

"Cough cough... What's that smell? Did something go bad?!"

Her expression changed drastically; she quickly covered her mouth and nose, scanning the entire room with suspicion and uncertainty.

Zhong Hui sniffed lightly and affirmed, "This doesn't smell like something has gone bad."

"Then where is this strange smell coming from?"

"Woof~"

A tender yet familiar dog bark rang out, instantly resolving Cangxing's doubts.

A small dog came bounding out of the house. Its fur was dirty and matted, grayish-yellow all over, and covered with a few clumps of smelly black grime.

Upon seeing its owner return, the little guy stuck out its pink tongue, its tail spun like a windmill, its body trembled slightly, and it eagerly pounced on its female owner.

"Little White, don't come any closer!" Cang Xing's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly dodged backward and shouted urgently, "Zhong Hui! Stop it!"

"Don't you like it?"

"I like a clean, snow-white Little White! Not a dirty Little White! And it's all sticky... Ah! Help!"

Before he could finish speaking, Xiaobai had already run over. Cangxing cried out in surprise and took off running.

One person fled frantically, with a dog close behind.

Zhong Hui shrugged and chose to open the refrigerator and drink Sprite to soothe his throat.

…………

Night falls.

After being thoroughly cleaned, Little White lay listlessly by the sofa, completely devoid of any energy to fuss.

Cangxing was still worried. Holding the deodorizer, she paced back and forth in the room, sniffing the air every now and then to check for any lingering odors.

"Isn't it a bit much to make such a fuss?" Zhong Hui couldn't help but complain. "The cleaning staff this afternoon practically turned the house upside down. Now the whole house smells like lemons, there's not a single unpleasant odor."

"How dare you say that!" Cang Xing put down the deodorant, her face full of anger and dissatisfaction. "While Xiao Bai was chasing me this afternoon, you were just staying home drinking Sprite and watching TV, while I was out running around for two hours!"

"Isn't this perfect? ​​It's indirectly helping you lose weight."

"You think I'm fat?!"

"Haven't you been saying you want to lose weight all the time?"

"You just think I'm fat!"

"..."

Zhong Hui was completely speechless and chose to eat his meal in silence.

Sousei angrily finished a plate of cola chicken wings and decided that she would not eat anything that night.

She wants to quietly lose weight, get back to 100 pounds, and amaze everyone.

After dinner, Cangxing cleared the dishes, while Zhong Hui, as usual, curled up on the sofa, listlessly flipping through TV programs.

Good evening, everyone. This is Fangyuan City's evening express broadcast channel. I'm your host for today, Fang Xiaoqin.

Recently, several citizens have filed formal complaints alleging that Fan Hua Shi Rong Culture Media Co., Ltd. is operating without a license, forging dual contracts, and deceiving naive young women into pursuing their dreams for profit.

"Um?"

Cang Xing, drawn in by the television program, moved closer to the sofa and exclaimed in surprise, "This 'Prosperous World' is beyond imagination! It's beyond just a knock-off; it's utter garbage. No wonder they're soliciting people at the high-speed rail station; they're trying to swindle and cheat people!"

"Should we get involved in this kind of thing?" Zhong Hui asked.

"As long as it's not a witch or a calamity beast, everything else is the police's business." Cang Xing plopped down on the sofa. "If we intervened in any crime, we'd be asking for trouble."

The news broadcast lasted for several minutes, with all the content revolving around Fan Hua Shi Rong Culture Media Co., Ltd.

This company's actions are simply too numerous to recount!

Operating without a license, fabricating dual contracts, fraudulently obtaining loans, tax evasion... this company has engaged in almost every common illegal business practice on the market.

After reading the exposed content, Cangxing, while eating potato chips, exclaimed repeatedly, "Wow, these are truly modern-day outlaws! Even Zhang San wouldn't dare to be this arrogant!"

"They're quite focused, only concerned with making money from beginning to end." Zhong was amused by the company's operations.

At first, neither of them took it seriously, thinking that justice and the law would punish them.

Zhong Hui was about to switch to an interesting channel when the follow-up news broadcast instantly caught his attention.

According to the latest anonymous tip, several senior executives of Fan Hua Shi Rong Culture Media Co., Ltd. have been using resource support and promotion as leverage to sexually assault their trainees...

"This company is truly lawless. How has it managed to operate so smoothly in Fangyuan City for so long?"

“There’s definitely some government official protecting them,” Cang Xing said. “However, with the news widely publicized, this company is probably already under investigation, and they won’t be around for long.”

After the special report on the vibrant and beautiful world ended, the television broadcast some rather dull news about people's livelihoods.

After watching for a moment, Zhong Hui decisively chose to watch the wolf catching the sheep.

"Zhong Hui, my dearest Zhong Hui!"

The door was pushed open, and a petite and lovely figure opened her arms and rushed towards Zhong Hui.

Upon seeing who it was, Zhong Hui nimbly dodged to the side.

"Ouch!"

Muyue, who had just bumped her head against the wall, grimaced and complained angrily, clutching her forehead, "You're so stingy! We haven't seen each other for so long, a hug won't hurt you."

"Men and women are different," Zhong Hui replied calmly.

"You haven't turned back into a man yet."

"I am male at heart, and in a few days, I will regain my male form."

"Huh? How come it's so fast! I haven't seen enough yet."

Mu Yue looked regretful, then suddenly seemed to remember something, pulled her phone out of her pocket, and exclaimed excitedly, "Look! Our CP (couple) has climbed to second place, only a million votes behind first place!"