Young Master Gu's murderous intent

Fu Huai was actually not doing too well either.

Although Gu Xiao's SS-rank mental power suppression was not directed at him, it still affected him considerably.

Feng Ji felt even worse, his face deathly pale. It took tremendous willpower just to remain standing.

So this was how vast the distance between him and A-Xiao was!

Under normal circumstances, Gu Xiao would not use his mental power to suppress others.

After all, he had enough power and influence that there was no need to act personally.

In all these years, He Shuyu was the only person Gu Xiao had personally suppressed.

Both Fu Huai and Feng Ji looked displeased.

Whoever became A-Xiao's "first," they would both be extremely unhappy.

"Drag him away," Gu Xiao said coldly. "I don't want filthy things like this appearing around me again."

Having a man profess his love for him made Gu Xiao sick to his stomach.

Especially when the man was someone full of malice toward him.

He did not understand all the messed-up sexes in this world, and he scoffed all the more at the notion of men giving birth.

Fortunately, he had transmigrated into a male alpha-a dominator, someone in control, with formidable power and backing.

As long as he was unwilling, no one would dare do anything to him.

Because of that, Gu Xiao did not need to worry about becoming a plaything beneath some man.

This He Shuyu had crossed his bottom line.

For an instant, all Gu Xiao wanted was to kill He Shuyu.

Accustomed to fighting and killing, Gu Xiao was deeply unhappy about being confined to this world now.

But He Shuyu was a celebrity with a certain number of fans worldwide.

Perhaps he needed to use some legal means to get this man killed.

Even though the man's offenses did not warrant death.

Gu Xiao suppressed his violent emotions and tucked that trace of murderous intent away.

He should not be having thoughts like that. This world was not suited to killing.

He Shuyu must have had some other purpose in approaching him and saying those things.

He had given the man a chance, but the man had clearly scorned it.

In that case, he could not be blamed.

"Who exactly invited that thing here?" Feng Ji stared at Gu Xiao's legs in displeasure. "Just fire them."

Fu Huai adjusted his glasses. "Mm, indeed. Someone of He Shuyu's standing has no right to appear before us. In fact, we shouldn't even remember his name."

"Then what should we do?" Gu Xiao said coolly. "Since you both remember it, should I give you amnesia? I hear there's already a memory removal procedure, though it's still not very refined."

Memory removal surgery would become highly developed ten years later.

Of course, anyone who wanted the procedure would need to go through multiple levels of approval, as well as two to five years of observation.

Removing memories was no small matter, and not just anyone could undergo the procedure.

The first time the procedure was performed, it was used on the universally adored protagonist.

The universally adored protagonist could not accept that so many people loved him and wanted to be with him.

Yet he could not choose one of them to be with, either.

If he chose one, that person would become the target of everyone else's attacks.

The universally adored protagonist fell into despair and wanted to kill himself...

And so, the universally adored protagonist was forced to undergo the procedure.

Not only were those painful memories removed, but some memories were also inserted.

Brainwashing, for short.

From then on, the universally adored protagonist and his harem lived happily together.

In Gu Xiao's eyes, this was no different from a horror story.

He felt deep sympathy for this universally adored protagonist who had yet to appear.

But Gu Xiao's words made both men's expressions change.

How did A-Xiao know about this procedure...

Feng Ji hurriedly said, "A-Xiao, what nonsense are you talking about? What memory removal surgery? Haha, what hospital would dare perform something so unethical? They'd be cursed to death."

After speaking, Feng Ji elbowed Fu Huai, prompting him to say something, anything.

"In any case, we need to investigate how He Shuyu got in," Fu Huai said, his eyes darkening slightly. "A-Ji is right. We need to make that person pay."

Gu Xiao was indifferent. "Whatever. That man isn't very interesting."

Did that mean he was going to let him off?

A-Xiao would not even let Lu Keyan off, so why should he spare the outrageously brazen He Shuyu?

Fu Huai and Feng Ji exchanged a glance, their expressions rather strange.

"A-Xiao, what do you find interesting, then?" Feng Ji asked. "So should we keep taking revenge on He Shuyu?"

Gu Xiao smiled faintly. "There's no need. I'm reasonably satisfied with his gift."

Such simple, crude retaliation did not fit his aesthetics of revenge.

Satisfied? Hearing that word from Gu Xiao's mouth made Feng Ji extremely unhappy. "A-Xiao, he just put together some flowers and a few worthless things. What's there to be satisfied with? If you want, I can give you an estate with a garden!"

"What would I want an estate for? I have my own. Keep it for yourself."

Gu Xiao reached out, and the petal was detected. It drifted down in a gentle spiral, landing in his hand.

Then, the very next moment, it was crushed in his palm.

It turned into glittering fragments that fell to the floor.

Bits of debris clung to Gu Xiao's hand.

"They aren't real flowers," Gu Xiao said with a soft chuckle. "They smell awful."

They were merely artificial flowers realistic enough to pass for genuine ones.

Gu Xiao waved his hand. A minute later, all the flowers slowly rose and disappeared again.

Watching Gu Xiao's movements, Fu Huai found it even stranger.

"A-Xiao, you..."

"Haven't you already guessed?" Gu Xiao said. "I was the one who agreed to let He Shuyu perform a song."

"Gu Xiao" would not remember He Shuyu, but he was different.