Chapter 25

Ying Feizhu found it a bit unbelievable.

“Who told you that?” he asked.

Bai Rong looked behind him, and the next second, a white, fluffy, and very touchable tail appeared in front of everyone.

Everyone in the room stared at the tail.

The tip of the tail swayed shyly, pressed against Bai Rong’s back, as if extremely embarrassed.

Bai Rong touched his tail and whispered, “Isn’t this a cat’s tail?”

This situation wasn’t right.

Or rather, ever since he learned that Bai Rong didn’t understand anything about monsters and didn’t even know that he and Shi Huai were monsters, Ying Feizhu had felt that something was amiss.

Monster cultivation wasn’t like human education, where monsters gathered in a classroom and were taught by teachers.

Most monsters were solitary, and absorbing the essence of the sun and moon for cultivation was an innate instinct.

But Bai Rong seemed to know nothing. If it weren’t for the obvious non-human tail on his body, Ying Feizhu felt that Bai Rong would have always thought he was an ordinary human.

Long Fuxiu was the most direct of them all.

He stood up and walked towards Bai Rong, his already stern face even more serious.

Bai Rong’s tail drooped under his gaze, wishing he could hide behind Ying Feizhu.

“W-What are you doing?” Bai Rong’s eyes widened, a hint of fear in his voice. “Am I not a cat demon?”

Ying Feizhu stopped Long Fuxiu, who was still trying to approach.

“Just say it from there. Don’t scare him.”

Long Fuxiu: “How am I scaring him?”

Ying Feizhu: “Can’t you restrain your violent aura a bit?”

Every time he talked to Ying Feizhu, Long Fuxiu would have a sullen expression and retort fiercely.

But this time, Long Fuxiu actually held back, suppressing his Pixiu aura with a dark face.

Although scared, Bai Rong didn’t appear too timid.

It was just that his upbringing made it difficult for him to face this kind of situation easily.

Long Fuxiu took another step closer, and this time, Bai Rong didn’t retreat.

“Raise your hand.”

Bai Rong first looked at Ying Feizhu for his opinion, and with his encouraging gaze, obediently raised his hand.

His action didn’t escape Long Fuxiu’s eyes.

This might be the child he and his lover had raised, but he was closer to this annoying Yinglong.

This scene made Long Fuxiu very unhappy, but he still suppressed his negative emotions and slowly held Bai Rong’s hand.

In the blink of an eye, Long Fuxiu released Bai Rong’s hand.

“He also has the power of Heaven on him, but not as strong as the seal on Bai Ze and me.” Long Fuxiu said, then asked rhetorically, “You didn’t even notice that?”

Ying Feizhu: “…”

He had always disliked Heaven, which liked to restrain monsters, and hadn’t deliberately come into contact with it, so he wasn’t as familiar with the power of Heaven as Bai Ze and Long Fuxiu were.

But this didn’t mean he would accept Long Fuxiu’s mockery.

Ying Feizhu said leisurely, “Naturally, I can’t compare to you two, who have been sealed by the power of Heaven for a hundred years. Your understanding of it must be much better than mine.”

Long Fuxiu: “You!”

Bai Rong didn’t even need to look at Bai Ze. After his previous experience, he hugged Ying Feizhu’s arm again.

“Mr. Ying, no fighting…”

Bai Ze also stopped Long Fuxiu, who was about to make a move, and said to them with a headache, “When will you two stop arguing every time you meet?”

Long Fuxiu snorted and turned to look at Bai Rong.

“Although I’m not sure what memories Heaven sealed, we’re still your elders.” After saying that, a black and gold bank card appeared in his hand. “This is a gift. If you don’t want to stay under Ying Feizhu, you can come work at ABZ Corporation.”

Bai Rong was surprised.

Everyone in China knew about ABZ Corporation. It was a financial company, and any industry they invested in would take off. The work was easy, the benefits were good, and despite being in the unstable financial industry, the founder of ABZ had made it even more stable than state-owned enterprises.

The founder of ABZ had a very legendary experience. It was said that the initial capital for the company came from winning the lottery.

From that lottery ticket onwards, ABZ embarked on a magical path of making money in every industry they invested in.

Bai Rong wasn’t very familiar with this black and gold bank card, but since it came from Long Fuxiu, it couldn’t be an ordinary bank card.

From its appearance, it looked very much like the “black card” that often appeared in movies and novels.

Bai Rong was embarrassed to accept it, but Ying Feizhu took it for him and stuffed it into his pocket despite his refusal.

“Take it. He’s not short of money.” Ying Feizhu said, then turned to Long Fuxiu. “Is this all you’re giving as a meeting gift? Where are your scales? Give him one to attract wealth.”

Although Long Fuxiu disliked Ying Feizhu, he still took out a brocade pouch embroidered with a small black Pixiu.

This time, he didn’t give Ying Feizhu a chance to take it. He personally came to Bai Rong’s side and placed the pouch in his palm.

“Take it,” Long Fuxiu said. “You’re too weak. I’ll have someone send you a batch of cultivation herbs later.”

Bai Rong: “Isn’t this a bit too much…?”

Long Fuxiu: “You might be the child Bai Ze and I raised. What’s a bank card and a scale?”

Ying Feizhu: “Exactly, what’s a scale? He loses them every time he fights with me anyway.”

Long Fuxiu: “Shut up!”

Bai Ze, who had been silent, finally spoke, asking Bai Rong gently in his soothing voice, “Your name is Bai Rong, right?”

He gently stepped forward and bent down to tidy Bai Rong’s slightly messy hair.

“Don’t overthink it. These are nothing to Axiu.” He gently caressed Bai Rong’s soft black hair, his gesture intimate.

Bai Rong was captivated by Bai Ze’s approachability and dazedly agreed.

It wasn’t until he left Beize Restaurant and felt the card in his pocket that Bai Rong came back to his senses.

After getting into the car, Ying Feizhu habitually fastened Bai Rong’s seatbelt first. Seeing him staring blankly at the bank card, he said, “Just use it. With Pixiu’s ability to attract wealth, just walking around the company can earn him a fortune.”

Bai Rong blinked, catching the keyword.

“Is he the legendary Pixiu?”

“Yes.”

Bai Rong mumbled, “Then what about me? What am I?”

Ying Feizhu said, “Probably a Feifei.”

“Probably?”

“We’ll only know for sure after Bai Ze removes the spell on you.”

However, they hadn’t mentioned it at Beize Restaurant because they felt it would be dangerous for Bai Rong to remove the spell now.

No one knew Heaven’s will.

Based on the current situation, perhaps the Feifei clan had entrusted Bai Ze to protect Bai Rong, or perhaps Bai Ze had taken the initiative to save Bai Rong when he was still a child.

Heaven wanted to destroy the Feifei clan and definitely wouldn’t spare Bai Rong.

To deceive Heaven, Bai Ze had used his and Pixiu’s heart’s blood to cast a secret spell, concealing Bai Rong’s aura to protect him.

But the seal of Heaven on Bai Ze and Pixiu wasn’t there for no reason. Heaven must have eventually discovered Bai Rong’s existence.

As for why Bai Rong hadn’t died and appeared near the orphanage with all his memories sealed, the process was unknown.

Ying Feizhu said, “Anyway, you’re definitely not an ordinary cat demon.”

Bai Rong: “Oh, I see…”

He had experienced too much today. After getting into the car, Bai Rong’s tense nerves relaxed.

Bai Rong fell asleep soundly in the car seat, his right cheek pressed against the headrest, slightly reddened.

Ying Feizhu turned up the temperature in the car.

Night fell, and the city lights came on.

The already bustling streets didn’t become quiet with the arrival of night. The city was noisy, and at the traffic lights, people coming and going, shaking off the fatigue of work, walked together, talking and laughing.

The streetlights illuminated the night, but the inside of the car, with its tinted windows, was still dim.

Ying Feizhu looked sideways at the sleeping Bai Rong, the frown between his brows, caused by waiting for the red light, gradually smoothing out.

…

Three days passed, and the scar on Bai Rong’s back had almost completely faded.

Bai Rong looked at himself in the small mirror for a long time, sighing in amazement.

He had thought it was some special medicine only rich people could use, but the truth turned out to be like this.

Indeed, no matter how magical a medicine was, it couldn’t stop bleeding and form a scab on the same day.

Shi Huai’s energetic voice sounded from outside the tent.

“Bai Rong! Are you awake?”

Bai Rong opened the tent zipper and said to Shi Huai, “I’m awake.”

Shi Huai was carrying breakfast in both hands. Seeing that Bai Rong was awake, he bent down and entered the tent.

“I’ve brought you breakfast!” Shi Huai said. “Eat it while it’s hot.”

Bai Rong’s eyes curved into a smile. “Thank you.”

“Hey, no need for thanks between us.” Shi Huai mumbled through a mouthful of steamed bun. “But, you went down the mountain for so long just to film Lu Shu’s MV?”

And to see Bai Ze.

Bai Rong added silently in his heart.

“Mm, and I had dinner afterward.”

Shi Huai: “Sigh, I haven’t had hot pot or barbecue in ages.”

Bai Rong: “Aren’t we almost done filming?”

Shi Huai: “There’s still a week left, and then we have to go to L Province to film some desert scenes. But you can rest. Chu Bai’s scenes can be finished in this mountain forest.”

Bai Rong stretched. “Then I can have a good rest for a few days.”

For the past two months, Bai Rong had been learning to act and filming from scratch, filling two notebooks with acting tips.

However, Bai Rong’s progress was also very obvious. He had practically learned two years’ worth of acting curriculum in these two months, at the cost of spending all his time, besides sleeping and eating, on studying.

In other words, he had compressed time to the extreme.

Shi Huai: “I can also rest after we finish filming in L Province. Then it’s time for the New Year holiday!”

Bai Rong suddenly felt that the brown sugar steamed bun in his mouth wasn’t as appealing anymore.

Bai Rong: “It’s only August!”

Shi Huai said smugly, “Director Fang only films one drama a year. From choosing the topic, location, and actors at the beginning of the year, to the end of filming, the rest of the time is all vacation. We only need to go to the company to clock in on weekdays. The rest of the time, whether we stay in the dormitory or go out, is our own.”

The so-called clocking in was just to prevent monsters from causing trouble and being seen by humans when they weren’t working.

Bai Rong: “…”

He felt his eyes redden a little. Why did the steamed bun suddenly taste sour?

After breakfast, Bai Rong adjusted his mood and returned to filming “Mist in the Game.”