I'm an antique shop owner, so it's reasonable for me to know some magic

Chapter 393: The art of judging people and social skills

After a moment of sensing, Su Fan lowered his eyes.

There is nothing to gain except seeing a bunch of feel-good demonstrations.

Under normal circumstances, Su Fan might have counterattacked with a small mental shock out of boredom, but now he has more important things to do.

Mengtou will only convey specific images when Su Fan himself is in danger enough to be harmed.

In other cases, only a little induction will be given.

And whenever there is a warning sign, nothing good will happen.

As the saying goes, blessing comes easily, and disaster cannot be avoided.

Since I have confirmed that this matter is related to me, I might as well take the initiative.

But after this round, apart from seeing a few humans with bared fangs and claws, Su Fan didn't find anything wrong.

Now, all we can do is wait and see.

Thinking so, Su Fan took a glass of ginger ale from the tray in the hands of the waiter next to him and handed it to Theresa beside him.

"Drink first, and then we'll go outside to see the scenery."

Theresa took the drink from Su Fan, took a sip, and then frowned.

But she did indeed cherish food as she had said before.

Even if you don't like it, drink it in small sips.

Su Fan found this quite funny, it felt like watching a child drinking Chinese medicine.

After finishing her drink, Theresa suddenly spoke.

"Mr. Piero asked me to tell you that he saw his superior and wanted to go and say hello."

Su Fan turned his head upon hearing that, and soon found the tall and fat figure in the crowd. Opposite him, there was a figure with a cup in one hand and the other in his pocket, nodding from time to time.

Presumably the latter was the boss who invited him here.

The other person looked to be about the same age, around fifty years old, wearing a suit, but he looked much more graceful than the bloated Piero in front of him.

In the face of his subordinates' courtesy, he responded with great appreciation.

But there was a hint of sinisterness in the sunken eye sockets.

During the conversation, the man looked at Su Fan and Theresa from time to time.

Piero must have introduced the existence of the two to the other party.

Su Fan picked up a piece of food with a bamboo stick and put it into his mouth, but heard Theresa say on the side.

"I don't really like the way that person looks at us. It always feels like he's planning something."

"Oh?"

Su Fan raised his eyebrows.

He hadn't expected Theresa's intuition to be so sharp.

"Where did you see it?"

"There was a priest who came to the monastery once. He was very annoying. Their eyes are very similar."

Theresa paused after she finished speaking.

"So I was right?"

"Yes."

Su Fan answered simply.

"From his appearance, this guy is a ruthless character who will do anything to get promoted."

"Facial appearance?"

Theresa was a little confused when she heard this word for the first time.

"Haven't you heard of it? The art of judging people, the art of socializing."

As Su Fan spoke, he stretched out one hand and placed the other hand behind his back.

Theresa seemed to understand, and also stretched out her hand to shake hands with Su Fan.

Physiognomy may sound mysterious, but the actual analysis is somewhat similar to big data statistics.

It is born by heart.

Many people have misunderstood one thing: it is not because of one's facial features that one has that kind of personality, but rather, it is the personality that leads to the formation of the corresponding facial features.

His cheeks are thin and mean, his eyes are cold and selfish...

For example, the man who was talking to Piero possessed several of these characteristics at the same time.

On the surface he looks quite kind and friendly, but the sinisterness and cruelty between his brows cannot be concealed no matter what.

"Perhaps he just regarded Piero as a stepping stone to a supernatural being and gave him some empty promises."

Hearing this, Theresa subconsciously looked at Piero who was talking to her.

"Why, are you worried that he will be taken advantage of by others and end up with nothing?"

"Do not."

Theresa shook her head.

"I just suddenly understood why Piero brought us here."

She naturally wouldn't think that Piero, who had worked in the police system for many years, would be a simple character.

If things are really as Su Fan said, then both parties can only be said to have their own ulterior motives.

One of them tried to get close to an unfamiliar exorcist to support him, while the other one wanted to get something for nothing.

"In that case, Su, why did you accept his invitation and come to the banquet?"

"You mean, I know he has other intentions, right?"

Su Fan stretched and spoke in a calm tone.

"It always takes an opportunity for people to get to know each other. In most cases, it is driven by interests. There is nothing strange about this."

"He hopes that I can appear at the party as a bargaining chip for him to negotiate with his boss. We will also use this opportunity to complete our sightseeing plans in London."

"And we didn't do anything for him from beginning to end. This deal was quite a bargain."

While Su Fan was speaking, he moved his body slightly to the side.

This seemingly unintentional action just happened to block the sight of a man who was staring at Theresa not far away.

Discovered?

This thought came to the man's mind subconsciously, but he quickly denied it.

Except for those with enhanced perception, ordinary people can rarely detect being watched at this distance.

What's more, the target is not himself.

The reason why the man could know it so clearly was because he himself had some special abilities that were unknown to others.

Relying on this specialty, he now lives the life he has always dreamed of, surrounded by beautiful women every day.

But human desires are like huge rocks on a mountain. Once they start, they can never be stopped.

As men's threshold of enjoyment continues to rise, their tastes become more and more sophisticated.

He had long lost interest in ordinary women who craved money and power, and turned to pursuing higher-level prey.

Now, there just happened to be such a one.

Anyone who can appear here must be rich or noble. The girl is dressed cheaply, so she must be a special person invited to accompany them.

It is clearly a supernatural being, but there is no fluctuation of power on her body. Coupled with the characteristics of a virgin, she must be a clergyman such as a nun.

Superb.

The man was excited, and his brown eyes were filled with undisguised lust.

Just as he was fantasizing about how to knock the other person unconscious and make her do whatever he wanted, the black-haired young man who was traveling with her suddenly blocked his view, perfectly obscuring the pretty figure.

The man cursed inwardly and was about to move to another place to continue spying, but he felt a chill.

It was as if a thin ice needle pierced through the top of the head and penetrated into the spinal cord.

There are enemies!
He was shaking violently all over and looked around for the source of the cold, but found nothing.

When he turned his head, he saw that the window on his side had been opened at some point, and gusts of cold wind blew in, blowing into his collar and cuffs.

It's the wind.

Thinking of this, the man suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Chris!"

Just then, someone not far away called him to go for a drink, and the man hurriedly raised his glass and went forward.

"This is Chris, a superhuman I met recently."

The bearded middle-aged man introduced to the tall and fat man next to him.

"Mr. Chris, nice to meet you. I'm Piero, Mr. Cullen's subordinate."

The fat man stretched out his hand, but what awaited him was Chris's cold shoulder. Chris did not choose to shake hands with him, but just sneered and ignored him.

This action immediately brought the originally harmonious atmosphere to a freezing point.

Piero himself looked unhappy after being humiliated in public, but he did not get angry. He quickly adjusted his expression and withdrew his hand with a smile.

"It seems that Mr. Chris has quite a personality."

While speaking, Piero gently held his wife Chloe's hand with his other hand, telling her not to be angry.

"Chris, that's very rude of you."

Cullen frowned and scolded, but there was not much anger in his expression.

Even just by listening to the tone of voice, you can tell that he is pretending.

In his mind, Piero was not worthy of being mentioned in the first place, and now his behavior of ignoring the insult in return could not win him any favor or respect. Instead, people thought that the former was a coward and it was supposed to be like this.

Chris, who was being scolded by Cullen in a fake manner, didn't care and drank some champagne by himself.

"I'm sorry, Piero, that you had an unpleasant experience."

"No, it's nothing."

"Come to think of it, the two people who attended the party with you were..."

Cullen's gaze pointed to the young men and women who were chatting among themselves in the banquet hall.

"They are both extraordinary people from the Vatican. They came here specifically to deal with the supernatural events in Enfield."

“Now that my work is over, I am ready to experience the charm of London.”

"I see...why not invite them over so we can get to know each other?"

Kulun's true intentions were revealed.

"Then we may have to ask Mr. Cullen to go there in person."

Piero still maintained his previous smile and showed no intention of moving.

"Aren't you going to join us?"

"My wife and I are going to look around somewhere else, so we won't be going with you two. Don't worry, Miss Theresa and the assistant are very friendly."

Piero said this, and pulled Chloe towards the other side of the venue.

“Why not reject them?”

After they had gained enough distance, Chloe immediately questioned, her tone full of suppressed anger.

"He insulted you so much, and you want to introduce important contacts to them? Are you crazy?"

"Connections? Come on, baby, we are just casual acquaintances who are using each other for our own benefit."

Piero smiled.

"How difficult is it to establish a relationship with such an existence? With Kulun's little financial power, hehe..."

Although he is not a person of high position or power, he has a very clear self-awareness and is good at assessing the situation.

Piero had already seen through what was in Cullen's mind.

Chris was arrogant in his behavior, and during the conversation just now, he did not even hide his desire for Chloe.

Subordinates like these must have caused him a lot of trouble.

The reason he invited me here was simply because he had taken a fancy to some extraordinary person he might know, and he wanted to distance himself from Chris at the same time.

But will things really go as smoothly as he thinks?
"But what if Theresa and Sufan are persuaded by Cullen?"

The worry between Chloe's brows did not lessen in the slightest, but became even more intense.

"If you don't believe me, just watch."

Piero was the exact opposite.

In a corner where no one cared, this middle-aged man, who was regarded as a stepping stone and a loser, smiled with confidence.

Miss Theresa's temperament is not deceptive.

The clergy who grew up in the Vatican cannot accept high-level officials.

She probably couldn't accept the kind of evil that came from privilege.

As for the other one, there is even less need to worry.

The most difficult people to make friends with are those who are polite to everyone at all times.

Because deep down they don't want to have in-depth communication with others.
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Su Fan and Theresa did not speak to anyone in the banquet hall.

They took some food from the dining table, took a bottle of red wine, and went to the open-air balcony outside the hall for viewing the view.

The sun finally sank below the horizon, and London's skyline ushered in the so-called blue hour.

The sky was about to darken, presenting a tranquil blue, and everything in sight seemed to be shrouded in a veil.

The lights below were lit up one after another, reflected in Thearesia’s eyes.

"It was beautiful, but it's a pity I couldn't see more."

As soon as Thearesia uttered the subconscious sigh, she felt a hand on the back of her head.

"Don't move, feel it carefully."

Soon after Su Fan's voice fell, Theresa felt some changes in her eyes.

The amount of information that can be captured has increased.

Now she can see the young couples chatting and laughing downstairs, and the tacit understanding and intimacy they show when they look at each other unintentionally.

You can see tall buildings not far away. The girls in the dance studio are performing movements in unison in front of the mirror. Their long legs, with toes stretched out, rise and fall, which is a pleasure to watch.

You can hear the melodious sound of a violin hidden in the wind; that is a wandering performer on the street playing his favorite music with all his heart.

There were also graffiti on street corners and teenagers being chased by the police, mixed with the weird laughter.

Although all this information happened simultaneously, the amazing thing was that Theresa could clearly accept and process it.

[This is the world in Su Fan's eyes. ]

Theresa's eyes flashed with understanding.

But what arose in my heart was not envy.

If you can perceive the beauty that ordinary people cannot see, you will inevitably see the ugliness hidden in the deepest part.

What has been his attitude towards human beings all along?

But her thoughts didn't last long.

Because someone is waiting for her thoughts.

"very beautiful."

When her father was drunk, she would put down the farm work and enjoy the future with her friends who came to play with her.

All the girls except Theresa expressed their longing for the big city.

It's as if the streets over there are paved with candy.

Theresa was confused at the time, but now she could more or less understand their thoughts.

"But it's nothing special..."

She knew that the same scenery could be seen in Los Angeles, but she just didn't have the time to go there at the time.

"The scenery in the city is naturally the same. If you want to see something different, you have to go to a place where there are few people. However, the atmosphere of the world is also a kind of fun."

Theresa narrowed her eyes slightly as she watched Su Fan say this, seeming to be enjoying it quite a bit.

"Come to think of it, this place is obviously high up, but why don't I feel cold at all?"

Of course Theresa didn't feel the cold. After Su Fan came out, his mind flowed and he controlled the wind.

He separated all the oncoming air currents, thus creating an area where the cold wind could not penetrate.

"Why? You want to experience the feeling of being at the top and feeling lonely."

Su Fan said this, letting in a breath of cool air.

Just like that, Theresa couldn't help but shrink her neck.

"It's better to skip it."

The two did not continue talking, but quieted down and silently enjoyed the beautiful scenery.

Until the blue gradually becomes darker and turns into inky black.

At this moment, a voice came from behind the two of them.

"Excuse me, is this Miss Theresa?"

Theresa turned her head and saw the bearded man who had been talking to Su Fan before, walking towards her with a friendly smile on his face.

"I am Piero's superior, you can call me Cullen."

"It's Mr. Cullen... May I ask what brings you here this time?"

Theresa didn't bother to exchange pleasantries and asked directly.

(End of this chapter)