So, action speaks louder than words.
Against a mere Carson, Finney wouldn't use his newly acquired 'Evil Spirit Possession,' nor even his 'Golden Grand Evolution Technique.' Relying on the advantage of striking first, coupled with his decisive skills honed over years of training,
Carson was on the ground after a few moves. His friends were still standing there dumbfounded.
Carson's excellent provocation had successfully turned the school's rumors into reality; it was just unknown how they would be distorted this time.
Finney glanced at the remaining group, thought for a moment, and then refrained from attacking again. Instead, he advised, "I've practiced fighting techniques. Think carefully before you act, or you'll face the consequences. Even if I fall, I guarantee some of you will be in far worse shape than me."
Before defeating Carson, Finney's words would have been seen as mockery, but now that Carson was lying on the ground groaning and looking miserable, his words carried a threatening weight.
The group exchanged glances, unsure of what to do. Though young and impetuous, they weren't fools. While they had a good relationship with Carson, Finney's display of skill had made them hesitate.
Finney sensed their reluctance, but was either too proud to speak up or unsure who should initiate the conversation. So he said, "I think you should take him to the infirmary first."
This gave them a reason to back down. They exchanged knowing glances and began helping the unconscious Carson to the infirmary.
Watching them leave, Finney secretly pursed his lips, hailed a taxi, and headed to Skye's shop. Things were about to get busy, and he might not have many opportunities to make chicken wraps there again.
Slipping into the store through the back door, Finney found Skye sitting comfortably on the sofa, typing away on her computer, completely unaware of his arrival. Quietly approaching from behind, Finney noticed a flurry of code flashing across the screen, seemingly attacking some website—a common occurrence for Skye, who called herself a hacker.
A moment later, the attack ended, and Skye let out a long sigh, stretching comfortably, her graceful figure displaying a beautiful curve.
This caused Finney to cough softly, startling Skye so much she almost dropped her laptop.
"When did you get here?"
Skye looked like a puffed-up kitten, glaring fiercely at Finney, but far from intimidating, she seemed rather adorable.
"I've been here for a while, but seeing how focused you were, I didn't want to disturb you. Get up and get ready to open for business," Finney said, ignoring the menacing look in Skye's eyes, urging her to get up and prepare.
"Hmph, I'm your older sister, don't always act like you're older than me."
Skye got up unhappily to pack. Although Finney was only fifteen, everyone who had interacted with him didn't treat him like a child.
Watching Skye's busy figure, Finney thought for a moment and then said, "Skye, after graduation, I might have some things to do, so I won't be able to come."
"Have you decided which university you're going to?"
Skye asked casually without giving it much thought.
"Probably Columbia University."
"Huh? Isn't that still in New York?" Skye turned around in confusion, and when she saw the conflicted look on Finney's face, she realized something was wrong and asked, "What's wrong?"
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"Although I'm still in New York, I probably won't be coming here to sell chicken wraps as often anymore."
Finney made it clear, mainly because he knew Skye's interest was in computers, not selling chicken wraps. This shop was just their little haven, which made it precious.
In the past, Skye would have definitely pressed for details, but since learning about Finney's special circumstances, she knew her brother was more mysterious than she had imagined.
"Then should we sell this place?" Skye asked reluctantly. When the shop first opened, she ran it alone, and the business was so bad it almost bankrupted her. It was only after Finney took pity on her that she came to help, and they finally made a profit.
"Of course not. Not coming often doesn't mean we won't come at all. Even if we don't sell chicken wraps anymore, we can renovate it and turn it into a coffee shop or something."
Having run the business for two years, Finney wasn't completely unaffected. Besides, he didn't need the money anywhere else; there was no need to sell the shop.
Hearing this, Skye cheered up, then hesitated for a moment before saying, "Finnie, I don't know what you're going to do, but please be careful. If there's anything I can help with, please let me know."
"Okay!"
Finnie knew Skye was worried, so she came over and gave her a gentle hug, then patted her shoulder and explained, "Actually, I'm planning to learn magic. If it's possible, I'll ask you if you can learn it."
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If it weren't for her bizarre experiences these past two days, Skye would have thought Finnie was teasing her. But even after witnessing 'superpowers' firsthand, the sudden suggestion of learning magic still made her find it hard to believe.
"Alright, go open the door."
As she spoke, Finnie used her skill to summon a batch of 'Violet Chicken Wraps' and laid them out. Since Skye already knew, there was no need to hide it anymore.
After Skye opened the door, a large pile of chicken wraps was already laid out in the shop, looking steaming hot, as if they had just come out of the oven.
After a busy day, having replenished their empty experience bars, Finney and Skye returned home. That afternoon, he informed his guests that he might be closing for a while, citing his upcoming university studies.
Although reluctant, these business elites and tycoons politely expressed their understanding. Of course, the price was that the purchase restrictions would have to be lifted soon. To do this, he secretly used a few skills to get rid of all the guests.
That evening, Finney thought about Carson, whom he had beaten up and sent to the hospital that afternoon. He wondered how he would fare tomorrow. He had been careful; although Carson looked miserable, he wasn't seriously injured and it wouldn't affect his schoolwork.
However, to Finney's surprise, Carson didn't cause any trouble the next day. After inquiring, he learned that Carson had taken the day off.
A moment's thought made sense. Although the injuries weren't serious, they were on his face, and the marks were quite noticeable. Given a high school student's personality, he certainly wouldn't want others to know he'd been beaten up, so taking the day off was perfectly normal.
With fewer troublemakers around, Finney was quite happy. However, his name had now spread far and wide: good at studies, handsome, a good fighter, and from a well-off family. Although he seemed a bit young, no one who saw Finney in person would care.
Therefore, during graduation season, his romantic luck suddenly exploded, making Finney extremely uncomfortable.
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