Act 19

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The two men arrived discreetly afront the door, an awkward sensation between them. Sadly for them, the tension was made to further heighten more as the loud sound of a slamming door echoed from the distance.

From where it came from, a petite and nightmare-inducing figure emerged, pacing with hurried steps as she was seething with rage. Though about what was at the time unknown to the two of them.

With large strides, the girl walked past them, shooting a menacing glare to those who passed her, causing one man's body to brim with cold sweat, whilst the other baffled towards the indignant feeling glare.

But soon, they came to understand the reason behind why her aura seemed so glum, murky, and blazing with flames of contempt. Peeking through the room they were once in, the figure of a rejected and solemn man could be seen, standing alone in a daze, a hand in his pocket whilst another his bottom.

His features twisted in pain, an undecipherable expression following behind it. He looked lost in the way, with a scattered mind behind his composed action. Tang Xiqing worked long enough to understand this inconstant boss of his and his strange mood swings behind his indifferent facade.

Yet, the current him wasn't able to give a firm description of his current feelings to the poor secretary. This caused the latter to feel as if he was walking on a thin tightrope, one misstep bringing towards his demise, as what surrounded him was a hopelessly deep abyss.

Though his heart thumped furiously, the poor man still decided to take a step in the room that could be described as a harsh blizzardy winter. With a pale-faced Chen Xiao following in tow, Tang Xiqing cussed the girl who caused his boss to be this way without anyone even knowing the reason why!

The two's walking pace could be considered alike to one another as the one who didn't know enough of the imposing beast afront was utterly perplexed on what to do.

The man was a prime shareholder of the school for god knows the reason why, hence he wasn't daring enough to offend him. But even though he was now forced to be liberated from that obligation as a principle, the man still felt scared as they guy practically remained unscathed after dealing with the demon known as Yue XiFeng.

That fact alone was enough to riddle his heart with both fear and revelation, as it signified the fact that the man was far stronger than the indomitable Yue XiFeng. And so, the measly him could only rely on the new comrade he made who should know well on dealing the situation at hand.

And true to that suspicion, Tang Xiqing did know how to properly handle the current predicament, though it was unknown if he succeeded in alleviating his mood or not.

Approaching closer to his boss, the man pulled out a piece of paper that contained portraits of the girl who just left, with most of them being slightly ripped and with the girl facing the camera, a smile between her thin lips.

On one, there was one of her walking, a metal bat in hand as she seemed to approach the direction of the camera. On another, there was a picture of her smiling, raising a middle finger with both hands.

Indeed, these were the blood, sweat, and tears of the cameramen and spies Tang Xiqing had command over on, as most returned with numerous bruises, complaining that the girl was far too strong for them to handle, that she was the incarnation of Bruce L**!

With a nervous expression, a hand stretched out to the man as his body lowered to a bow, presenting it for the boss to see. Seeing his comrade like this, Chen Xiao followed in tow, as he did not dare offend the man who had numerous strange rumors lingering around him.

As expected, the action resulted in Li Qiang's consciousness returning to his body as he blankly stared at the photographs, his phoenix brows creased to a deep furrow.

The hand that gripped his stomach in pain, loosened as it entered back to his pockets, successfully calming his derailed thoughts, whilst the previous piercing aura dissipated.

Eyeing the unsuspecting photos in front of him, his creased brows gradually relaxed, a small yet subtle smile appeared on his complexion.

His large hands reached to grab the photos, his action resulting in a delightful grin to appear on the bowing man's face. Admiring the beautiful girl with a middle finger high in the sky, a feeling as if it was directed at him emerged, giving rise to a stuffy yet gladdened feeling in his heart.

However, as the bowing men finally decided upon the right time to rise, fear once again trickled with the system as the man glared at them with an intimidating tone of voice, the frost inducing air that surrounded him speaking aloud its return.

"When did I ever tell you to stalk and take pictures of her?"