Translator: _Min_
The other participants began scrambling to take cover from the rain.
The producer dropped his cigarette with a âplop,â his eyes devoid of expression.
âTeacher Lin, please go ahead,â Si Fuqing calmly lifted the edge of his umbrella, unfazed from beginning to end. âIâve brought the rain for you; you can carry out your challenge now.â
[Oh my God, hahaha, I canât stop laughing!]
[Si Fuqing is awesome, didnât you say there wouldnât be rain? I prayed for you.]
[How can anyone dance in this downpour? Youâd get knocked out just stepping into it. Isnât Si Fuqing being a bit too much?]**
Lin Qingyan was dazed by the pounding raindrops until Li Jingchen pulled her aside.
She was drenched to the bone, motionless.
âIs Teacher Lin going to go back on her word?â Si Fuqing said nonchalantly.
âWell, with rain like this, injuring yourself would be regrettable.â Biting her teeth, Lin Qingyan forced a smile. âIf I say it, Iâll do it.â
She stepped back into the rain and began to dance.
However, the wind was too strong, the rain too heavy. After just three steps, her legs gave way, and she collapsed to the ground.
âTeacher Lin!â cried her students.
âChallenge failed,â a staff member, who seemed to have snapped out of a trance, quickly announced. âThe students in Teacher Linâs class must face the punishment.â
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of Yan Yuanze and the others instantly turned grim.
Ten thousand votes might not sound like much; they could easily regain that amount in a few hours.
However, each vote was tied to their ranking. How many positions could ten thousand votes pull them up by?
âAh, Teacher Si is so good. He gave me 30,000 votes. Iâm so happy,â said Xu Xiyun, hands on his hips.
Yan Yuanze clenched his fists, his eyes filled with hatred as he looked at Lin
Qingyan.
An assistant quickly draped a coat over Lin Qingyan.
Her face turned pale, her lips trembling. âI, I didnât think the rain would be so heavy. If Iâd known, IâI.. â
She couldnât hold on any longer; her eyes rolled back, and she passed out.
âSister Yan? Sister Yan!â the assistant panicked. âCall an ambulance, quick, dial 120!â
âStop the program,â the producer saw what happened and frowned. âCut this part out when it goes live.â
The director, who hadnât expected Lin Qingyan to insist on going on despite her condition, simply nodded.
Although the shoot hadnât gone smoothly, Si Fuqing alone was enough to carry it.
It was no loss.
Meanwhile, in a city thousands of kilometers away from Lin, an old man stood in his yard, basking in the sun.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes wide, âIncredible!â
The butler looked puzzled. âMaster?â
âThis person possesses an incredibly pure force of Yin and Yang. With just one talisman, the person can summon wind and rain,â the old manâs eyes shone. âItâs rare to find a rogue Master of Yin-Yang in Lin with such prowess.â
As if remembering something, Master JI asked, âWhereâs that brat?â
The butler quickly replied, âYoung Master reported his safety last night; he just broke out of the encirclement of the Eastern Mulberry Masters of Yin-yang.â
âGood,â Master JI nodded, âCould you make that, whatâs it called, a phone call? The call where you can see the other person?
The butlerâs mouth twitched. âA video call.â
âAh, yes, yes,â Master JI stroked his beard. âGo ahead.â The video call connected swiftly.
Master JI leaned in to see JI Xingzhiâs face filling the screen.
Pale but undeniably handsome, his features carried a slightly effeminate grace.
However, his messy hair completely ruined his demeanor.
Master JI paused, âDid you turn to thievery?â
âHell no!â JI Xingzhi tried to fix his hair. âI slept under a bridge last night because I had no place to stay. Hehe, I blew up one of the Hiragana familyâs treasure houses; theyâre searching for me all over the city.â âHmph, do they even know who I am? Can they find me?â
Master JI: ââ¦â
He sighed and nodded repeatedly, âYoung people these days are truly awe-inspiring.â
JI Xingzhi yawned, âWhatâs the matter? Hurry up; Iâm about to go eat.â
Master JI then told him about the Master of Yin-Yang in Lin who summoned the rain, asking him to check it out.
JI Xingzhi instantly leapt up. âOld man, can you chill for a bit? Do you want to exhaust your only grandson to death?â
âIâm still dealing with matters in Eastern Mulberry, and now you want me to go back to Lin? Do you think Iâm a spinning top?â
Master JI remained unfazed, âThe capable should do more, Xingzhi. Iâve always known youâre the one to inherit the JI familyâs legacy, to lead our clan and its thousand members back into society. The future of the JI family rests on your
shoulders..â