Fury Immortal Doctor

Chapter 1600 - 1603: Stirring the Grass to Startle the Snake—Psychological Warfare

After sticking the note, Shen Qiang turned and walked to the staircase on the upper floor, quietly waiting.A moment later, the door to the private room opened, and two groups of cultivators emerged, surrounding Xiang Qianmeng. The air suddenly tightened, followed by an angry voice from one of the cultivators, roaring: "Xiang Qianmeng, dead in three days at the hands of a Nightmare? Who did it? Who the hell stuck this? Get out here!"

"Bastard, damn it, our Brother Xiang is righteous and unmatched in benevolence. What nightmare? Come out if you dare. I'll cut you down with one slash for Brother Xiang!"

"Damn it, such audacity!"

Amidst the chaos, Shen Qiang standing upstairs clearly heard Xiang Qianmeng's voice. He laughed heartily, "Brothers, calm down. This is probably someone playing a joke. It's okay. I, Xiang Qianmeng, have done no wrong during the day and am not afraid of ghosts knocking at night."

With the sound of paper tearing, Xiang Qianmeng laughed and said, "It's probably just a prank by some fellow cultivator who doesn't like me. So, brothers, don't take it seriously. Let's go, it's late. Head home. If you can shake hands and make peace, it counts as a merit for me. Don't mind it, don't mind it."

Upon hearing Xiang Qianmeng's words.

Standing upstairs, Shen Qiang heard the cultivators say.

"Brother Xiang is really kind-hearted. If it were me, anyone who dared to write such a thing cursing me, I would dig them out even if I had to turn the earth over."

"Exactly, if anyone dared to do this in front of me, if I couldn't beat the crap out of them, it would mean they pooped clean!"

"Sigh, Brother Xiang is too benevolent. His character truly is that of a high master from the outside world."

"No, no, you're over-praising me, brothers. I, Xiang Qianmeng, am just an ordinary person, so there may be things I didn't do well in life, sigh... I don't even know who this little brother who posted the note is. I really hope he can come out and talk to me. I believe there's no misunderstanding that can't be resolved."

Xiang Qianmeng said this while dawdling on his way out.

Shen Qiang knew very well that he was doing this just to pinpoint his exact location.

If he truly wasn't moved by the note, wouldn't it be more dashing to give a slight smile and turn around without a care?

With a faint smile on his lips, after they all went downstairs, Shen Qiang stood by the corridor window, watching them mumbling various pleasantries, and confirmed which car Xiang Qianmeng got into.

Shen Qiang quietly went downstairs.

Then he took out a motorbike from his Storage Ring, keeping a steady distance, roughly two kilometers away, patiently following.

"What is Shen Qiang up to? What kind of trick is he playing?" On the rooftop, watching Shen Qiang ride his bike after Xiang Qianmeng, the Gu Hunter said in a confused tone: "He's a Yang God realm, following Xiang Qianmeng so openly, isn't he courting death? Big Guy, aren't you going to help?"

The burly swordsman standing proudly in the wind laughed: "Don't underestimate my boss. Having never lived in Heshenghe, you will never know how strong he really is."

The Gu Hunter froze.

Meanwhile.

In a luxury business sedan, Qi Meng in black nightwear was already squinting with laughter, praising: "What a tactic. I never expected Shen Qiang, that guy, to start his operation as soon as he arrived."

The female assistant driving the car asked in surprise, "Miss, don't you think Shen Qiang is being too rash?"

Sitting in the back seat, Qi Meng chuckled charmingly, "Where is he rash? He is merely playing psychological warfare with Xiang Qianmeng, putting pressure on Xiang Qianmeng. Because when people feel pressure and threat, they reveal flaws."

The female assistant driving asked helplessly, "How is that possible? Xiang Qianmeng is the most cautious person. Making him reveal flaws is almost impossible."

Qi Meng chuckled, "That's where Shen Qiang is impressive. Xiang Qianmeng is cautious and strategic, so when he encounters external threats, the first thing he thinks of will never be to attack and kill Shen Qiang."

"Instead, he reviews everything he's done in his mind to check for weaknesses. If there's any place he's not certain about, but confident won't cause errors, he'll try to perfect it."

"In this way, Shen Qiang follows closely, and he will pinpoint the weaknesses."

The female assistant's eyes brightened: "You mean Shen Qiang is forcing him to mess up his own strategy?"

"Yes." Qi Meng chuckled, "It's like teachers at school or managers in a company calling you into their office, waving their fingers, slamming the desk, and yelling, how could you do this? Do you know why I called you?"

"And then you start thinking, didn't finish last night's homework, poor performance, had conflicts with colleagues or classmates, or who might have snitched on me."

"Then if you casually admit to any point, okay, you're done, and the following relentless pursuit will leave you helpless until they achieve their goal."

The female assistant heard this and said in surprise, "Miss, you have a point, but Xiang Qianmeng is not an ordinary person. He's been through a lot. A piece of paper followed by tailing won't scare him."

Qi Meng laughed, charmingly, "Not necessarily. If the pressure is great enough, even seasoned drivers will crash."

The female assistant heard and took a deep breath, saying, "Okay, Miss, I will concentrate on driving."

Qi Meng smiled, took out her phone, and sent a WeChat message: "What's the situation?"

"No one is assisting Shen Qiang. He's following Xiang Qianmeng alone, seems like he's out to die."

"Keep an eye on him. If necessary, give Xiang Qianmeng a reminder. Shen Qiang, that bastard, publicly mocked me and told me to go back to Cultivation, which made me very unhappy. So if you can help make things a bit harder for him, that would make me very happy." Qi Meng smiled charmingly.

"Oh, no problem. Trust me, it will definitely make Shen Qiang remember this task forever."

After hanging up, Qi Meng gazed out at the dazzling neon lights from the car window, smiling. Her stunning beauty looked like blossoming peaches.

Moments later, having returned home, Xiang Qianmeng glanced back, with his Divine Sense tracking the motorcycle following him from afar, a contemptuous smile emerged at the corner of his mouth, his cold laugh murmuring, "Such petty tricks dare to show off before me, truly unaware of living or dying, trying to scare me? Just you, are you worthy?"

After saying that, Xiang Qianmeng proudly returned to his room.

Soon, within his Divine Sense, he clearly saw that the motorcycle stopped steadily at around three hundred fifty meters from his residence on the street corner and remained still.

"Come on, didn't you garbage say you wanted to act against me? Scared now? A mere Yang God realm, I can send you to the west with one punch!"