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"What did you do again?"

Shen Mochen became alert.

"Are you curious why the master chose you?"

"Uh... isn't it for my good looks?"

"While it's unrealistic to say she wasn't influenced at all by your looks, if there was any influence, it was very minor. Initially, I was the one who had you investigated, and I also compiled the final summary. The file the master saw was prepared by me. I think, to some extent, I shaped her first impression of you." Experience new stories on My Virtual Library Empire

Shen Mochen tilted his head, puzzled, "So you mean you made me out to be a flower, and that's why she wanted to date me?"

Fuzi shook his head, "No, I didn't betray the master. The files I prepared were all true, but the life of more than a decade is very long, and I could only highlight what might interest the master without changing your personal image. Sure enough, after she saw it, she became very interested in you."

Shen Mochen smirked, "A commoner's resume isn't that interesting; it shows how nobles are sheltered, you could grab anyone from the slums and they'd have a richer experience than me."

"No, no, no, despite that, you are special; there's no need to be so humble."

"I'm not being humble..."

"Speaking of which, I got you involved in this trouble, especially facing Earl Alexander and even transferring schools. Honestly, that day I hoped you would cooperate with the master, but you didn't, which disappointed me a bit. Both the master and I thought you were the tough type, so we had some expectations. However, I anticipated your retreat; after all, it's human nature..."

"I'm not tough with everyone, and besides, I'm a law-abiding citizen now!"

Even though you backed down, I still owe you a favor. If you ever need my help in the future, just ask, as long as it doesn't contradict the master's orders, I'll assist you."

"Hey, hey, hey, where did you get that condescending tone..." Shen Mochen sighed, but he didn't refuse. A favor from a superpower user is not to be wasted, especially since Shen Mochen felt that Fuzi was not an ordinary superpower user.

"So we're agreed?" Fuzi said, "I'm glad you don't blame me."

"Blaming won't help anyway." Shen Mochen was honest.

What's the point of blaming you, can you just stick your butt out for me to slap it a couple of times? If not, it's useless; it might even provoke her to spank you instead.

Fuzi nodded satisfactorily; that was more than enough.

"There's something very important I've kept from you, something the master doesn't know. I haven't told her yet, as I don't want this to create a barrier between you two. When you find out, please understand, because even if you knew beforehand, you couldn't change anything."

"What kind of mysterious stuff is that..."

Shen Mochen frowned but he didn't ask further; since she put it that way, even if he asked, she probably wouldn't answer.

"One last thing, I'll only say this once and never again," Fuzi took a deep breath and slowly let it out, "I can confirm that the master has some feelings for you, undeniably, maybe even she hasn't realized it."

"Whether that's true or false, are you sure it's okay for you to tell me this? Won't your master mind?" Shen Mochen widened his eyes.

"Yes, the master will certainly be angry after knowing, but there's not much time left. Later, I'll go to the master myself to receive my punishment."

"To you, punishment is basically a reward, right!"

Fuzi stood tall with righteousness, "How can you unjustly tarnish someone's reputation? For me, nothing is more painful than the master's scolding!"

Shen Mochen's lips twitched slightly.

Fuzi stood up, turned her back to Shen Mochen, and bent down to pull up her underwear, "The master is a person who lacks love, desperately craving others' affection. Although many are willing to love her, you know, she isn't interested in those. You aren't uniquely unique either; it just so happens that she chose you. She dislikes her current life, wants to rebel, but is also apprehensive. I think, by approaching you, she hopes you can change her. Many girls like having a cool boy pull them out of their mundane life; perhaps in her heart, you are that boy... This is the last time I'll talk about this; I shouldn't tell you these things, but the news is coming soon, and this might be the last chance."

"What news?" Shen Mochen blinked.

"Be careful. Those targeting you will act this afternoon; they don't plan to wait until the school anniversary."

Fuzi's pupils showed a deep, rose-red color, leaving behind a lingering image that gradually disappeared.

"Why tell me all this when I'm about to run..." Shen Mochen scratched his head, recalling what Fuzi had just said about Catherine, his eyelids drooping, whispering softly.

But the last thing Fuzi said did catch Shen Mochen's attention.

"I'm about to run soon, a little face-slapping shouldn't breed resentment, right..."

Shen Mochen grinned, revealing his white teeth.

Although he didn't want to cause trouble, dealing with outsiders, he really did have a bad temper; otherwise, he wouldn't have been called "mad dog" as a kid.

Given that he was already determined to run away, there was no need to keep enduring. He was already impatient. If things got too heated, he could just move to another state. After all, he planned to go to Capital for National University and intended to stay there to work; he had no attachment to Gaotang State.

Thinking this way, Shen Mochen took out his phone and dialed the number of Wu Liangde, the chief of Cangkou District police station.

"Hello, Chief Wu, yes, yes, it's me, Shen Mochen from First Middle School... I wanted to ask when is the pennant for civic courage being delivered?"

"I really don't mind, it's just a small matter, but Kajiena insists on making a show of it, probably thinks it's good for face... no, no, no need for you to come over personally."

"What, you're free this afternoon... well, that's too much trouble, it's okay, I understand you all have been busy... see you this afternoon then!"

Shen Mochen hung up the phone and chuckled lightly.

"If you're a step late, even if you narrowly escape, if you're so impatient, then it's just tough luck."

Shen Mochen sneered mockingly and turned toward an empty activity room.

This was where third-year class A rehearsed their program; those participating in the play had been practicing.

Catherine had started attending rehearsals last week, but since the play's story was well-known in Roman, she didn't come often.