Translator: _Min_
âCrack, crack..
The sound reverberated as the shoulder blades on the other side were also crushed.
Liu Zong had no energy left to even scream. His eyes rolled back as his body spasmodically twitched. His internal organs ached as if they were all entangled with each other.
Yu Xiheng removed his gloves. âClean this up.â
Feng San acknowledged and went to work.
Si Fuqingâs expression was slightly complicated. âSo, you really arenât as powerless as you seemed.â
Yu Xihengâs wheelchair came to a halt.
He looked up and offered a small smile. âWhat illusion made you think I lack strength?â
Si Fuqing touched her chin, contemplating. âPerhaps because Iâve been treating you and have often seen you reclined on the couch, so I thought you were frail?â
âAh,â Yu Xiheng responded, his voice laced with a hint of aloofness. âYou seem to have forgotten who helped you when you tripped on the street corner.â Si Fuqing paused, a sudden realization coming over her.
She pressed her hands together in a solemn expression. âI was wrong; Boss, you are very strong!â
Yu Xiheng diverted his gaze. âLet it not happen again.â
The wheelchair exited the sickroom.
Si Fuqing followed behind, pulling out her phoneâs memo app to make a note.
[The boss doesnât like being considered weak. Compliment his strength; this might be a method to secure a future raise.]
She was truly a conscientious employee.
Also, a good master, constantly contemplating how to earn sustenance for her clumsy mythical beast.
Yu Tang was still complaining to Yu Qishan, and Si Fuqing received a call.
It was from Xie Yu.
âTeacher Si,â he inquired, âwhy didnât you come today? Is something wrong?â
âI took a leave of absence; I canât return for a little while,â Si Fuqing thought for a moment before adding, âFollow the training plan Iâve provided. Your second performance is next Saturday. Donât squander the opportunity; I want to see a better stage than last time.â
After the second performance, the new elimination round would officially begin.
Out of the fifty-five remaining trainees, nineteen would be eliminated.
The competition was harsh.
âAlright,â Xie Yu chuckled softly, but his tone was dead serious, âI wonât disappoint you, Teacher Si.â
Meanwhile, at the Chen family.
The head of the Chen family had just landed at the airport, and before he could even catch his breath, he was forcefully captured by the bodyguards waiting for him.
They forcibly twisted his arms and took him back to the Chen residence.
Despite his attempts to call for help or jump out of the car, he was tightly restrained, unable to move an inch.
Upon finally reaching the Chen estate, he felt a glimmer of hope, but was shocked to see the gates sealed shut, guarded by similarly dressed dark-robed guards.
âWhat are you doing!â The head of the Chen family struggled, âYouâre breaking into a private residence! Donât you want to live?â What in the world is going on?
âGet in!â One of the guards pushed him, âEnough talk!â
The head of the Chen family stumbled and fell.
After taking several deep breaths, he barely managed to regain his composure.
He looked up and saw Mrs. Chen and other family members huddled on the couch.
A wave of nausea rolled through him, and he retched a few times.
Seeing her husband in this state, Mrs. Chen was even more panicked, her voice trembling. âHoney, whatâs happening? I just came home last night to find the house locked. Even our servants have been detained. I havenât slept all night.â
She had just apologized to Mr. Liu and returned home, planning to send more bodyguards after Si Fuqing, when the Chen residence was sealed.
Mrs. Chen was clueless as to who these dark-robed guards were and what they represented.
They hadnât mistreated her, but they wouldnât let her leave either.
Exhausted and panic-stricken after a whole night, she was consumed by fear.
âYou woman!â The head of the Chen family rebuked, âWhat have you done again?â
Mrs. Chen was at a loss for words, âI havenât done anything, how could this have anything to do with me? I was either shopping or staying at home, what could I have possibly done?â
âThen why is our house being sealed?!â He shouted, âWho did you anger this time?â
Mrs. Chen wracked her brains. âIt couldnât possibly be that wretched girl the
Zuo family adopted, could it? She couldnât possibly have this kind of power.â
The head of the Chen familyâs voice lowered. âThe one whoâs a celebrity?â
âYes, yes,â Mrs. Chen stammered, âEven the Zuo family canât seal the Chen residence; it would have to be a family from Sijiu.. How could that wretched girl possiblyââ