Chapter 101: A Hundred Fleeting Years Passed for Her Like a Mere Moment
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Before Xu Li could speak, she was stunned by Duan Feihan’s expression. The man’s dark, ink-black eyes fixed steadily on the trembling group inside the office. Among them knelt Master Sun, whose troublesome presence had vexed the Paranormal Management Bureau—his head bleeding, face marked by the remnants of a near-death ordeal.
And Bai Chuwei stood there calmly...
Duan Feihan was silent.
Bai Chuwei gently scraped her jaw with her finger, smiling sweetly as she coaxed, “Hanhan, don’t worry. Even if a hundred more demonic cultivators like this show up, I can crush them all in an instant.”
Duan Feihan stared at the smiling girl, then suddenly felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. He took it out and glanced at the screen.
[Star Ye Ya: Fourth Uncle, how’s Weiwei? Aaaahhh—]
Duan Feihan fell silent. How was Bai Chuwei? She was doing very well—better than anyone.
Even Xu Li, foolish as she was, could tell from their expressions that these two knew each other well. There was no hope that Duan Feihan would help her!
Xu Li’s face shifted from excitement to despair...
Bai Chuwei, ever considerate, tugged on Duan Feihan’s sleeve and brought him in front of Xu Li, smiling, “Master Fourth, let me introduce you. This is Aunt Xu Li—the very one who tried to kill your big nephew.”
Xu Li wanted to scream!
Is that how you introduce someone?!
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Duan Feihan’s gaze turned cold as he snapped at his nervous assistant, “Take them all away. Send them to the police station!”
Master Sun, realizing he could move, rushed forward and tightly grabbed Xu Li, afraid she would escape.
Turning herself in now was his only lifeline!
The office was emptied. Di Zongping, who had watched the entire spectacle, was sweating profusely, struggling to suppress the discomfort of having wet his pants as he lowered his head and tried to leave.
Suddenly, Bai Chuwei’s laughter rang out behind him: “Di, I like wild ginseng and reishi mushrooms.”
He recognized her? Di Zongping nearly lost control again!
Upon hearing that last sentence, he understood immediately!
After Di Zongping fled, only Duan Feihan remained inside.
“You need to focus on your studies right now. Why come to a place like this?” Duan Feihan asked with a faintly stern expression.
Bai Chuwei was surprised. “For Duan Xingye. Don’t you want to catch the person who hurt your nephew? I even made them go to the police station to confess.”
For Duan Xingye...
Duan Feihan suddenly checked his WeChat. Xingye had sent over ten messages inquiring anxiously, and his WeChat name was “Little Star,” echoing Bai Chuwei’s own nickname “Your Ancestor” in a playful parallel.
Seeing Duan Feihan’s subtle change in expression, Bai Chuwei smiled and walked toward the exit. “Hanhan, don’t worry. High school students aren’t supposed to date. I won’t disturb your nephew’s college entrance exams, and I have no such feelings for him.”
No one in this world could ever be worthy of her.
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Human lifespans were far too brief; a fleeting century was but a moment to her.
When those people grew old and frail, she remained forever a young girl.
Having lived alone for over five thousand years, Bai Chuwei never once thought to find a companion.
Duan Feihan’s cold, stern expression softened somewhat as he walked side by side with Bai Chuwei out of the management office.
Inside the bar, men and women continued drinking and dancing, unaffected. Bai Chuwei’s reappearance once again drew everyone’s attention.
For a moment, shouts and whistles echoed in waves, with some drunken men calling out, “Little fairy!”
In a dim corner, a few people sat drinking together.
A short, stout manager poked Duan Xiuqi’s side, laughing, “Xiuqi, did you hear that? Someone’s calling ‘little fairy.’ I wonder if there’s a pretty girl from the entertainment industry here?”
To be called “little fairy” in a bar was truly a miraculous thing.
Duan Xiuqi, holding a wine glass in one hand, raised his eyes and glanced toward the distant white figure...