Chapter Ten: Putting Knowledge into Practice

The voice was low, laced with extreme danger.

The floor from the entrance of the private room to the sofa had long since been littered with shattered glass. It was impossible to even find a place to step, let alone kneel.

"Xu Si, I want you to kneel and apologize!" Si Jincheng swirled his glass, leaning back against the sofa with an air of absolute superiority.

Malice, almost tangible, surged toward the frail figure standing before him.

Nan Xian found it difficult to accept. When he and Si Ming used to write scripts, they only thought about how to make things as miserable as possible—after all, a trial of love was meant to sever all attachments. But a script was just a script; now that he was witnessing Xu Si’s situation firsthand, Nan Xian just wanted to tear these arrogant rich kids apart.

Thinking of this, he looked at Xu Si with a pang of heartache. The blood streaks on her pale face were particularly jarring.

'It hurts a little. These ancient Earthlings really are fragile,' Xu Si mused inwardly, though her face wore a bitter smile as she touched her cheek with trembling fingers. Her eyes were vacant, staring ahead, looking both terrified and feigning composure, her voice soft and quivering.

"Si... Senior Si, your stomach isn't well. You... you shouldn't be drinking—and you shouldn't..."

The rest of her sentence died in her throat.

"Haha, Brother Cheng, she’s still calling you Senior Si! Haha—haha!" The rich kid who spoke awkwardly fell silent.

It had to be said, Nan Xian’s handiwork was excellent; even though Xu Si was malnourished, her face remained devastatingly beautiful.

Xu Yi felt a surge of anger, but she wore a bitter smile on her face: "Brother Jincheng, it seems my sister has truly fallen for you."

"What nonsense are you spouting?" Si Jincheng looked displeased.

Xu Yi looked as if she were about to cry: "I'm not talking nonsense. I already owe my sister so much. Since she likes you too, I can only let go. Wuwu, Brother Jincheng!"

"It was clearly me who met you first. Why, why does my sister have to snatch even you away? Why?"

As if reaching a point of heartbreak, Xu Yi couldn't help but cry until her nose turned red.

Si Jincheng softened a little: "Yi, be good. Brother Jincheng is right here, no one can take..."

"And you shouldn't stay up late..."

Two voices spoke at once. Xu Si’s voice was filled with endless desolation as she stood there, her small face deathly pale. Though she spoke very softly, it was impossible to ignore.

For a moment, the room fell silent. Even Nan Xian stood frozen, watching Xu Si’s back, looking like he was about to cry.

'69, I think I’ve been dumped...'

69: 'Divine Lord, according to my system analysis, you are at most suffering from unrequited love.'

Nan Xian: "..."

Watching the crowd, all moved by her performance, Xu Si lowered her head and curled the corner of her lips slightly. Then, feeling a wave of dizziness, she collapsed heavily onto the glass-strewn floor.

"Senior."

With a soft, light cry, Si Jincheng could no longer hold back; he pushed Xu Yi aside and hurried over to catch Xu Si.

"Heh, got you!"

Xu Si grabbed Si Jincheng’s wrist, and while using the leverage to steady herself, she executed a shoulder throw, slamming him hard onto the broken glass.

"Ah!" Si Jincheng screamed in pain.

Xu Si stepped forward, pinning him down under her foot, looking down at him from above.

"Pay me back, you scumbag. Cheating me out of my feelings is one thing, but you dare to scam me out of my money? And you wanted me to kneel? Who the hell do you think you are?"

"You... you were faking it all this time?" Si Jincheng gritted his teeth in agony.

Xu Si sneered, lifting her foot and pressing down: "Just practicing what I've learned. Pay up!"

"Three hundred thousand in principal, eighteen thousand one hundred and sixty-five in interest. One cent less, and... heh heh."

As she pressed harder, his back went numb with pain.

Si Jincheng was so furious he laughed: "Xu Si, you're finished. Remember this: this money is just the beginning of what will crush you, you lowly bastard."

"What are you all waiting for? Pin her face to the ground!"

The six or seven rich kids seemed to snap out of their trance and began grabbing items from the table to throw at Xu Si.

Xu Si’s eyes curved into crescents: "Little God, attack."

"Little God? Who? Me?" Nan Xian felt the world was surreal, his head still spinning.

"Don't talk nonsense, just attack!"

The group didn't know who Xu Si was talking to, but in the next second, the glass jars, wine bottles, bottle openers, and belts that should have hit Xu Si were all rebounded by an invisible force.

A cacophony of shattering sounds filled the air.

"Damn it, who ambushed me?"

"Ah, whose underwear is this!"

"Shit, throw it straight!"

"Ah, don't step on my foot!"

"Don't, don't come over here, ah, my teeth!"

"My nose!"

The two rich kids who were being forced into a collision by the mysterious force both covered their faces, terrified and in pain.

Xu Yi was so frightened by the scene that she rolled her eyes back. She shrieked: "There's—there's a ghost!"

'Shut up!' Nan Xian, not knowing where he picked up a sock, stuffed it directly into Xu Yi's mouth.

The onlookers, who had watched the sock fly into Xu Yi’s mouth, were stunned: "..."

"Ah!"

"Bang!"

Xu Si was quick to act, slamming the door of the private room shut.

"What are you screaming for? You’re scaring away all my good fortune!"

Luckily, the soundproofing was good. She turned on the bright lights, clapped her hands, and looked at the shivering group of rich kids. She walked over, picked up a broken wine bottle, and pressed it against Si Jincheng’s throat, her murderous intent surfacing.

"Are you going to pay, Senior Si?"

"You... you keep a ghost?" Si Jincheng’s face was deathly pale; such things were no secret in the circles of the wealthy. He just hadn't expected Xu Si to possess one, nor had he expected her to suddenly go insane.

Xu Si smiled slightly, pressing down on the bottle, drawing a line of blood across his neck.

"I, Xu Si, am nothing but a pawn that humans loathe and ghosts reject. Does Young Master Si think it’s worth trading your precious life for mine?"

"No, it's—it's not worth it." Looking into those incredibly serious eyes, Si Jincheng took a deep breath and pulled out his phone: "I'll transfer it now."

"Total of three hundred eighteen thousand, one hundred and sixty-five. Let’s round it up to three hundred twenty thousand."

"Fine."

"Remember to note that it's for repayment," Xu Si instructed.

Si Jincheng complied.

*Ding!* Three hundred twenty thousand yuan received in your Bank of China account. Note: Repayment.

"Received~" Xu Si put away her phone, tossed aside the broken bottle, stood up, and offered a gentle smile: "Thank you, Senior Si."

"Little God, let's go!"

By the time the human and the deity had completely vanished from the Paramount, the people in the room finally slumped to the floor as if waking from a nightmare. Si Jincheng clutched his phone, his eyes locked on the door.

"Huh!" Xu Si suddenly shivered, looking back suspiciously: "I feel like I'm being watched by something filthy."

"Impossible. With this deity here, besides a little vengeful ghost like you, who would dare to act up?" Just to be safe, Nan Xian looked back too. He scratched his face: "By the way, little ghost, why didn't you call my name just now?"

"Did you ever tell me your name?" Xu Si blinked.

Nan Xian blinked too: "I... didn't I?"

"No."

"Ahem, then listen well, little ghost. This deity’s name is Nan Xian. From now on, anytime, anywhere, just shout my name, and I will appear by your side instantly!"

After saying this, Nan Xian’s face turned red again.

"Oh, Nan Xian." Xu Si nodded calmly.

She pulled out her phone and closed the search engine page: *What kind of girls do rich kids like?*

She searched for *Hexi Third Hospital* instead and dialed.

"Hexi Third Hospital, healing your body, purifying your soul, a happy family that ensures you never feel pain or loneliness again... Hello, you have reached Hexi Third Hospital."

"Hello, please come to Room 101 at the Paramount to pick up some mental patients!"

"Understood, we are departing immediately."

Listening to the conversation, Nan Xian stood frozen in place, utterly dumbfounded.