“You… are you some kind of creepy stalker? How do I keep running into you? Open the door! Hurry up and open it!”
After frantic knocking, the door opened again. The young man reappeared, and upon seeing the woman, he boldly pulled her into his arms.
*Bang!*
The door slammed shut again. Xu Fei sighed helplessly, but at that moment, Wang Qiang called.
“Hey, Mr. Xu, are you stuck in traffic? Should I send someone to pick you up?”
Hearing Wang Qiang’s voice, Xu Fei let out a sigh.
“We’re at Ziguang Pavilion on the third floor, right? I’m at the door.”
Xu Fei glanced at the three bold characters on the plaque to the left of the room.
“Yeah, you’re here? Why haven’t you come in?”
“Well… someone opened the door just now, said I got the wrong place, and shut it again.”
“That’s outrageous! Hold on, I’m coming right over!”
The door soon opened again, and Wang Qiang appeared.
“Come in, Mr. Xu. That was just an ignorant kid earlier, don’t take it personally!”
Xu Fei nodded and walked in, taking in the scene.
Though Ziguang Pavilion was just a private room, it was extravagantly equipped with every imaginable amenity, absurdly spacious.
The young man who had given Xu Fei the cold shoulder earlier was now standing by a sofa, with the scantily clad woman beside him, head lowered.
“S-sorry, Mr. Lin!”
Hearing the apology, Xu Fei didn’t want to dwell on it. Wang Qiang, already a bit anxious, led him further inside, explaining the situation along the way.
Wang Qiang had actually been entrusted with this matter. The incident with the golden Buddha at the construction site, though not reported in the news, had spread within their circle. People praised Wang Qiang’s keen eye for finding a rare talent.
Later, someone named Zhou Min contacted Wang Qiang.
Zhou Min was an old friend. Though they hadn’t seen each other in years, their bond and communication had never faded with time.
This time, Zhou Min seemed to have a request.
When Wang Qiang saw Zhou Min again, he was shocked. Zhou Min was lying in bed, frail and emaciated, looking like he was on the verge of death.
This stunned Wang Qiang, as Zhou Min was only slightly older, just over sixty, while Wang Qiang himself was still full of energy!
After delving deeper, Zhou Min sent everyone else away and spoke for the first time.
“Wang Qiang, they all say I’m sick, that it’s just old age, but only I know it’s that Tai Sui. That thing eats people!”
Hearing Zhou Min’s bizarre claim, Wang Qiang thought long and hard before deciding to call Xu Fei.
The golden Buddha incident had left a deep impression on Wang Qiang. Now, faced with another mysterious matter, he felt Xu Fei was the only one who could handle it.
As the conversation reached this point, Xu Fei stood before Zhou Min’s bed in the room. Even with the naked eye, it was clear Zhou Min’s condition was gravely abnormal.
“Where’s the Tai Sui?” Xu Fei asked bluntly.
Zhou Min, lying in bed, hesitated for a long time before managing to say, “The Tai Sui… I don’t know where it went. Ever since I woke up from my coma, it’s been gone!”
At that moment, a man by Zhou Min’s bedside, pushing up his gold-rimmed glasses, chimed in, “Tai Sui is something we can’t fully understand. Maybe it just disappeared on its own!”
Xu Fei instinctively felt a dislike for this man who had jumped in to speak, so he asked, “And you are?”
