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Translator: _Min_
The nickname was unmistakable.
Haitang Flower.
Yu Tang.
Yu Xiheng, not minding his character lying lifeless in the game, picked up his phone and dialed a number.
His voice was indiscernible with joy or anger, âYu Tang.â
âUncle Nine!â Yu Tang hurriedly shut her computer, âIâm going to sleep right now, right now!â
âBe cautious online,â Yu Xihe spoke with a cool tone, âUnderstand the background of the people you meet, especially the opposite sex, before befriending them.â
âDonât be fooled by a game characterâs handsome appearance; the real person might be a hobo.â
Yu Tang was confused.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
What did I do online?â
Unable to grasp Yu Xihengâs attitude, she humbly accepted the lecture, âUncle Nine, youâre right. Iâll definitely be careful and not let anyone deceive me emotionally or financially.â
Yu Xiheng replied calmly, âMhmm, I donât trust your intelligence.â
Yu Tang felt indignant, âUncle Nine, I did get through the independent recruitment of Great Xia University and also entered the international joint examination. How can you insult my intelligence!â
If she hadnât been reluctant to go abroad, she would have taken the international joint examination.
âYou believe whatever anyone tells you,â Yu Xiheng commented dryly, âAnd play less of those games. You wonât even know if youâre being deceived.â
While agreeing outwardly, Yu Tang thought to herself she wouldnât listen, âUncle Nine, you should rest well too.â
She ended the call.
Humph, she wouldnât tell her Uncle Nine that Qingqing was NINE the God. Between the game and reality, she needed to occupy some of Qingqingâs time in one of them.
After ending the call, Yu Xiheng finally turned to his computer, clicked to revive, and launched an attack.
âZing!â
The sound of the instrument resonated, accompanied by the wind!
Si Fuqing had been staring at the fallen body, so she sensed the moment the white-robed bard revived and struck.
âBoom!â
The sound waves from the instrument clashed with the sword blade.
Neither could overpower the other.
For a full ten minutes, Si Fuqing didnât manage to kill her opponent again.
[Current][NINE]: Good lord, you can manage to keep up with me. Well, itâs late today, weâll battle another time.
[Current][Jiu]: Same to you.
[Current][Jiu]: And a word of advice, you canât just deceive young girls online by disguising yourself.
Si Fuqing was speechless
Whatâs wrong with her flirting with other girls?
Any issue with that?
The other option was to flirt with an animal like JI Xingzhi in the game?
She preferred flirting with girls.
[Current][NINE]: I get it, youâre jealous of me. Look, your name is so similar to mine, and you only appeared after I retired from the game. Too bad, girls just like me, what can you do?
[Current][Jiu]: Your thoughts are indeed a bit muddled.
[Current][NINEJ: Thatâs just envy and jealousy, I wonât stoop to your level, Iâm off.
The bard class, much like the healer, was a supportive role.
But while healers could use poison to kill, bard could only heal.
For a player to utilize the offensive capabilities of a bard to this extent was indeed impressive.
Si Fuqing decided to create another account to practice the bard class.
To know oneself and oneâs enemy is to be undefeated in a hundred battles.
In the same villa, separated by just one floor.
Upstairs, Yu Xiheng also clicked to exit the game.
His brow furrowed slightly.
He had heard much about NINE, but NINE first appeared nine years ago at the gameâs launch.
By now, NINE would be at least thirty, a whole generation older than Yu Tang.
He knew many in the game idolized NINE, often through rose-colored glasses.
He needed to be vigilant.
Yu Xiheng placed his cup on the table.
At that moment, his phone rang.
The caller ID was encrypted, showing up as a blank.
âYes, itâs me,â Yu Xiheng spoke, unflustered, âGo ahead.â
âSir,â the voice of the chief investigator on the other end was respectful, âWeâve been secretly ensuring the safety of Mr. Gu Wenzhu. Glennâs public safety is usually good, and Mr. Gu has been safe.â
âBut a few days ago, Mr. Gu took a flight to the Great Xia and met up with Qu
Lingyun.â
Yu Xiheng raised his tone slightly, âOh?â
âAfter investigating, we found that Mr. Gu had asked us and T18 to trace the IP address of an email before he left,â the voice continued, âWe couldnât pinpoint the exact location or identify the sender.â
âWe speculate that given Mr. Guts excitement and the known email address, it might be related to Teacher Yun Lan, perhaps indicating a comeback.â
Yu Xiheâs eyes shifted slightly, âYun Lanâ¦â He was not unfamiliar with that name..