Zhuang Luo's expression changed instantly.
He stared wide-eyed in terror and confusion, as though he had seen a ghost.
"You, how did you..."
"How did I know?"
Xu Su walked closer across the soft, fine sand and crouched half a meter away from Zhuang Luo.
"It's simple. Seven words explain it."
He looked Zhuang Luo in the eye and enunciated clearly, "Anything out of the ordinary means trouble."
"How was I acting out of the ordinary?" Zhuang Luo frowned, utterly unable to understand where he had given himself away.
Xu Su gave him a look reserved for idiots.
"First, you've been very talkative tonight."
"Second, you kept your back to where you put the phone."
"Third, when I hit you, you actually didn't cry."
"Those three points combined are enough to show something's wrong with you."
With that, Xu Su turned the phone's screen toward him.
At that very moment, the screen showed his upper body-
The phone was still recording.
"You deliberately staged all this, but kept your face out of the video. Obviously, you wanted to make it easier to edit later so you could achieve your goal."
He raised a hand, pressed pause, and said with a smile:
"Let me guess. Was this your plan?"
"Once you'd edited the video, you'd find some passerby to quietly upload it, along with a caption like this: 'Zhuang Luo privately apologizes to Xu Su and begs his forgiveness, only to be humiliated, verbally abused, and brutally beaten by Xu Su.'"
"Am I right?"
In an instant, Zhuang Luo's eyes widened in terror and confusion again.
He stared at Xu Su incredulously, unable to believe that he had guessed his plan correctly yet again!
This was just absurd!
It felt as if Xu Su had installed a camera inside his mind,