The Shen family had not produced a Class-A evolved being for several generations. The younger generation had only managed to produce a single Class-C evolved being.
Their decline was evident.
But even a Class-C evolved being was more than enough to match Si Fuqing, an actress.
Evolved beings were the new direction of evolution, the new humanity.
Old Madam Ye, fingering her prayer beads, spoke indifferently, âYou can decide on such minor matters.â
Seeing Old Madam Yeâs slight displeasure, Ye Yuzhen smiled. âMother, you donât need to worry. Itâs easier to deal with someone under our nose than if theyâre far away and out of sight.â
As long as Ye Zhenmian returned to the Ye family, she would have to abide by the rules of evolved beings.
So what if a powerful Class-A evolved being Ye Junci was protecting them?
Her unstable power could lead to her sudden demise at any moment.
When that happened, Ye Zhenmianâs family would be at their mercy.
Old Madam Yeâs expression softened. âHow is Yichuan doing?â
âHe passed the Evolved Beings Allianceâs assessment.â Mentioning Ye Yichuan, Ye Yuzhenâs smile deepened. âHis bloodline purity is the highest of this generation, just a step away from Class-A.â
âVery good.â Old Madam Ye nodded with satisfaction. âYichuan is also approaching the age for marriage. We must find him a good match.â
Strengthening their bloodline through strong alliances was crucial for the Ye family.
âRest assured, mom.â Ye Yuzhen said, âAnd Ye Junci will not have it easy. Someone has been watching her for a long time.â
Both Ye Juczi and Ye Zhenmian were descendants of Ye Qianyu. The enemies who had hunted Ye Qianyu and his wife were also evolved beings, from families with greater overall strength than the Ye family.
Perhaps before she even needed to act, Ye Junci and Ye Zhenmian would meet their demise in An City.
**
The next morning.
Si Fuqing changed her clothes, ready to head to the border of North State.
âQingqing, I prepared a lunchbox for you and Mr. Yu,â Ye Zhenmian handed her a thermos lunchbox. âThe altitude is high there, and the weather is harsh. Be careful and donât get hurt, especially with the college entrance exam coming up.â
It wasnât Si Fuqingâs abilities that worried her, but rather because of her capabilities, she might take on dangerous tasks.
âI know,â Si Fuqing blinked. âAuntie, take a break at home for the next couple of days. Donât go to the restaurant. We have enough money.â
âI canât stay idle.â Ye Zhenmian smiled. âBut I do plan to rest today. Junci invited me to go shopping, and sheâs never been to An City.â
Si Fuqing nodded. âIâll have Shang Lu accompany you. Donât worry, heâll follow from a distance and help carry your things if you buy anything.â
She trusted Ye Junci but not the Ye family.
âAlright.â Ye Zhenmian reminded her again, âBe careful on your way.â
Si Fuqing took the lunchbox and headed out. After getting into the car sent by the crew, she sent a message to Yuejian.
[Yuejian]: No problem. My mental power can cover all of An City. Iâm with your younger brother. With his speed, he can get us anywhere in no time.
Feeling reassured, Si Fuqing handed the organized notes to the screenwriter. âHere, see if these answer your questions.â
The screenwriter took the notes and read them carefully, growing more astonished with each passing moment.
As the screenwriter of âThe Nationâs Heroine,â she had to base the story on historical figures.
Through historical records, she had pieced together JIANG Xuanjinâs personality and background. These answers fit his character perfectly.
Could Miss Si really communicate with JIANG Xuanjinâs spirit?
The screenwriter, silently reminding herself that she was a rational and upright person, couldnât help but exclaim, âMiss Si, your understanding of the character is incredible. If you were in our fieldââ
Sang Yanqing interjected just in time. âStop, stop.â
She didnât want to hear how many careers Si Fuqing could have excelled in.
âMiss Si, we might not be able to proceed,â Director Lu checked the road ahead. âThis area is restricted, and we need a pass. The border guards might not let us through.â
Si Fuqing looked up.@@novelbin@@
In the distance were snow-capped mountains and grasslands that were once barren.
This was Yanmeng.
Fifteen hundred years later, it still stood here.
âIâll make a call.â Si Fuqing nodded. âWe should be able to get through.â
Hearing this, Director Lu and the screenwriter exchanged glances, then looked at Sang Yanqing.
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