Shocking! A master of metaphysics has been mind-reading!

Assistant Xu couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "Master Xia is really amazing. What method did she use? Does she think that the more dangerous and uncaring she is towards President Lu, the happier he will be?"

If Xia Wange knew what Assistant Xu was thinking, she would definitely tell him.

She never thought of Lu Qiu as a disabled person who needed help. From the first moment she saw him, when she tried to snatch Lu Qiu's wheelchair, she never regarded him as someone who needed to be taken care of.

In her opinion, Lu Qiu was very capable.

Seeking advantage and avoiding harm is human instinct, and it is also a habit ingrained in the bones of those who study metaphysics. Following the way of heaven is the nature of their profession.

Although she should indeed go along with Lu Qiu, the situation was urgent.

"Shh! Shh! Shh!" Xia Wange quickly covered Lu Qiu's mouth with her hand. She glanced at Fang Qingzi and the others in the distance and lowered her voice, "Don't call me by my name yet. Two things, I promise you two things, okay? Blink if you agree."

Lu Qiu sighed heavily, closed his eyes to rest for a second, and when he opened them, his eyes were wide open, his dark pupils staring intently at Xia Wange without blinking. The two remained locked in this stalemate.

Assistant Xu, who had almost slipped just now, hesitated before speaking.

He discovered that anyone who was with Master Xia would become childish.

Mr. Lu, your leg may not be good, but your hand is still there. Just peel it off, right?

But Assistant Xu didn't say anything. Instinctively, he felt it was better to stand at a distance.

After waiting a while, Xia Wange still didn't see Lu Qiu blink, so she gently blew a breath into Lu Qiu's eyes. The moment he blinked, she took her hand away and said gratefully with a smile, "President Lu, I'll take that as a yes. Oh, you're such a good person."

Lu Qiu: "..."

After a moment of silence, Lu Qiu said seriously, "You're only now starting out taking jobs at your age. Are you worried that you'd be too young and get chased and beaten up before, and you couldn't outrun them?"

"How did you know?" Xia Wange craned her neck to look at Fang Qingzi and said perfunctorily, "Oh, boss, you are really a prophet. Your only flaw is your bad legs. Once they get better, you will be so perfect that I will be jealous."

Lu Qiu wasn't buying Xia Wange's flattery. He chuckled and said, "Thank you, Master Xia, for remembering my bad leg. Those three thuds made me think I could finally get out of bed. My back almost gave out."

"Didn't you say before that this wheelchair has good shock absorption?" Xia Wange said without thinking, still looking at the group of people in the distance. "Your back is twisted? Let me rub it for you."

Without thinking, Xia Wange reached behind Lu Qiu and headed straight for her waist. Lu Qiu was startled and immediately turned her wheelchair around. Seeing that Xia Wange's hand was still there, she shouted, "Xia Wange! Are you crazy?! Can't you stop messing around in public?!"

Xia Wange immediately snapped back to reality, suddenly remembering what she had just said. She wanted to slap herself twice, but before she could, she quickly covered Lu Qiu's mouth.

"Don't call my name yet." After saying that, Xia Wange quickly looked in Fang Qingzi's direction. When she saw the shocked look in Fang Qingzi's eyes, Xia Wange knew something was wrong.

[That's it.]

【Finish.】

Oh dear, my mouth and hands are so sore.

After Lu Qiu caught these thoughts, his heart tightened, thinking that his excitement had ruined Xia Wange's plans.

He glanced sideways and saw Fang Qingzi walking excitedly towards him. In a flash, he felt that she might be there for revenge. Although they were from the same sect, Xia Wange's behavior meant she must have offended many people. Only he could overlook everything she did.

Thinking this, he was just about to adjust his wheelchair to block Xia Wange's way when Fang Qingzi stopped in front of Xia Wange, bent her knees, and was about to kneel down.

Xia Wange quickly raised her foot to block the other person's knee, and said helplessly, "Don't be so formal. Stand up, don't kneel. You're over fifty years old. You can't accept kneeling."

Amidst the shocked gazes of the others, Fang Qingzi stopped, bowed respectfully to Xia Wange, and said, "Uncle-Master, you are worthy of this. No matter what kind of greeting you give, Uncle-Master, I will accept it. Uncle-Master Xia Yunzi, Master often mentions you to me, saying that although you are the youngest in the sect, you began learning the skills of our Grandmaster from the time you could sit up. You have learned the Grandmaster's skills the most thoroughly and have the best talent."

Mingzhu, Xu Cui, and Assistant Xu exclaimed in astonishment, "Martial Uncle?"

After exclaiming in surprise, Mingzhu wondered if Fang Qingzi had mistaken him for someone else. But upon closer inspection of Fang Qingzi, he saw that he was agitated and did not seem to have mistaken him for someone else. He quickly looked at his wife.

What's going on? How did a senior uncle suddenly appear?

The master he invited is already this powerful, so what about the other party's martial uncle...?

Goodness, his wife is right, Master Xia is more powerful!

Xu Cui was also startled, finding the scene extremely unbelievable. She knew Master Xia was powerful, but she never expected that he was actually her senior uncle! Such a high seniority!

Not only is he tall, but he's also so young.

To be honest, it was really weird to see a man with white hair who looked to be in his forties calling a girl "Master Aunt".

Lu Qiu's focus was clearly different from theirs; he raised a single eyebrow slightly: "Xia Yunzi?"

Upon hearing the name "Xia Yunzi," Xia Wange felt inexplicably embarrassed, as if her best friend had suddenly started calling her by an academic title.

She scratched her head, looked at Fang Qingzi, and made small talk, asking, "How is your master? Is he in good health?"

"My master passed away half a year ago."

Xia Wange's expression froze, and she coughed lightly, as if she had brought up a sore spot.

Fang Qingzi smiled and said, "Master was old, over seventy years old. Before he passed away, he called us to his side and said that for someone in our line of work to live to this age is a happy occasion, and that we should send him off with smiles. Master also said that if we ever see you again, we must give you our regards, and that we can ask you for advice if we have any questions. Of course, I have also told my disciples that if they ever meet you, Grandmaster Uncle, they must learn as much as they can from you."

"That's good, that's good." Xia Wange rubbed her nose, took out her phone, "Asking for advice is no problem, no problem. Let's add each other's contact information. If there's anything really difficult, you can come to me... uh, you can talk to me."

The smooth communication between the master and his apprentice left the onlookers completely bewildered.

Master Fang Qingzi's master, who was over seventy years old, was actually Master Xia's senior brother?! And they were even told to ask him if they didn't understand something?

Master Xia has a bunch of disciples and grand-disciples at such a young age?

It's amazing how old she is at such a young age.