'Can he see!!' Liwei froze gripping his pants tightly.
"I can still hear you breathing. Next time you are trying to play hide and with me you better hold your breath. As long as you can breathe I can sense you," Fan Xui said and walked into the kitchen. He switched off the stove and carefully took the pot down.
"I don't need your pity Liwei. I don't need your help either. So you better go home and think of a way to save your family."
Liwei gritted his teeth loudly and ran out.
Only after the door way firmly closed did Fan Xui let out a breath. "What does he want?"
He glanced at the porridge which had an unusual colour and frowned. "Apple doesn't fall far from the tree.... he is just as rotten as his family,"
With a cup of warm tea, he started his day.
By evening his assonant ran to him with an enclosed envelop. "Mister Qian asked me to give this to you."
"hmm..." he took it from him and felt the brail on the pages.
