Translator: _Min_
The sachet could help her sense certain things, allowing her to react in time. Yu Tang carried it with her. If danger arose, she could also perceive it through the power of Yin and Yang.
Unlike JI Xingzhi, she was purely combat-oriented. The only non-combat talisman she knew how to draw was this safety talisman; the rest were explosive talismans powerful enough to destroy buildings.
Why waste brainpower when fists could solve the problem?
She didnât care if she was considered an oddity among the Masters of Yin-yang.
âWow, Qingqing, you can even draw talisman!â Yu Tang exclaimed. âAm I the first one to have it?â
âYes,â Si Fuqing touched her chin, âItâs been a while since I last drew one, so I might be a bit rusty. Shouldnât normal people advise against superstition?â
âWhat science cant explain is metaphysics,â Yu Tang declared proudly. âWhatâs the big deal if the amazing Qingqing can draw charms? Besides, Iâm a âpretty guardian of lightâ; there should be something extraordinary about me!â Si Fuqing:
As expected, the acceptance level of people in this two-dimensional world was quicker than she had thought.
âLetâs go,â Yu Tang looped her arm through Si Fuqingâs, âHmm, when Uncle Nine comes back, Iâm going to show off and make him jealous!â
Si Fuqing:
Looks like sheâll have to draw another talisman.
By nine oâclock in the evening, the cityâs nightlife was just getting started; the downtown area was bustling with people.
The two went to a private hotpot restaurant and drew a number.
âWe still have to wait quite a bit,â Yu Tang sighed. âWhy are there so many people eating late-night snacks? I also want bubble tea, but I donât want to move anymore.â
âBubble tea?â Si Fuqing searched for the nearest bubble tea shop on her phone and found one a hundred meters away.
Their number was 198, and the hotpot restaurant was only at 122. They would have to wait for at least another hour.
âIn that case, Tangtang, Iâll go get you bubble tea,â Si Fuqing said. âYou stay here, donât move. Iâll be back quickly.â
Yu Tang nodded, âDonât worry about me, Qingqing. There are plenty of people around the storefront, and I know a little kung fu. I want an extra-large cup with coconut jelly!â
Si Fuqing left instructions with the staff at the restaurantâs entrance before finally departing.
Yu Tang took out her phone, took a picture of the sachet Si Fuqing had given her, and immediately sent it to Yu Xiheng.
[Uncle Nine, look! This is what Qingqing gave me. You donât have one!]
She didnât expect a response; as long as Yu Xiheng saw it, that was enough.
Yu Tang pocketed her phone and focused on waiting for her bubble tea.
Suddenly, a sharp pain radiated from her shoulder blade. Someone had gripped her shoulder and clamped a hand over her mouth.
A passerby at the entrance of the restaurant let out a small gasp at the sight.
âWhat are you looking at?â the lead bodyguard in black growled menacingly.
âYou want to die?â
The passerby was startled and quickly looked away. not daring to steal another
glance.
âYou, you guysâ¦â Although Yu Tang had taken some taekwondo lessons, she was no match for the bodyguards sent by Mrs. Chen.
Her mouth was covered again, preventing her from calling for help. She was swiftly whisked away.
So close, right at the restaurantâs entrance, several of the staff had also witnessed the event.
But seeing the towering, black-clad bodyguards, they chose to turn a blind eye, deeming it not their concern.
Ten minutes later, Si Fuqing returned, holding two cups of hot bubble tea.
No one was there.
But the chair was still warm.
Clearly, Yu Tang had left not long ago.
Si Fuqing looked up, her eyes falling on a skittish waiter. Her gaze gradually turned icy.. âWhere is she?â