Translator: _Min
Qi Shuningâs body trembled violently, her expression filled with even greater fear.
âYes, every generation has its failures, but there has never been a failed generation,â Si Fuqing said, her smile cold at the edges of her lips. âYou have failed, and you are unworthy.â
At these words, Yu Xihengâs gaze suddenly darkened.
And then, Qi Shuning let out a piercing scream and fainted away.
Chen Ying stood behind, clearly seeing Qi Shuningâs ribs shattered by Si Fuqing.
With a laugh and without changing her demeanor, she had crippled a man.
Is this considered having no martial strength?!
Chen Ying glanced at Xi Jiang, mentally noting this incident.
âBoss, please donât be angry,â Si Fuqing turned around, starting to smooth things over. âWhat does she know, daring to judge our idol? Iâve taken care of her. â
Yu Xiheng paused, looking at her. Seeing her cheerful expression and serious tone, he sighed after a moment, seemingly in resignation.
With the pressure gone, Feng San, regaining his mobility, pulled Xi Jiang and Chen Ying away, taking Qi Shuning with them.
Chen Ying was still puzzled, âSince when did Emperor Yin become Brother
Nineâs idol?â
Although Emperor Yin was indeed a man admired by all, Yu Xiheng having an idol was quite unexpectedâ¦
âIâm not sure either,â Feng San shook his head. âBut itâs true that whenever
Miss Si praises Emperor Yin, Brother Nineâs mood seems to improve.â
Chen Ying pondered, âThatâs an interesting method to get a raise.â He decided to try it sometime.
In the room, now left with just the two of them, Yu Xiheng finally asked,
âFeeling better?â
âMuch better,â Si Fuqing replied, laying back down on the bed. âNo problems at all.â
Yu Xiheng hummed softly.
Then he raised his hand, placing his palm on her forehead to check her temperature.
His expression under the sunlight was gentle, devoid of the sharpness and aggression from before, âYou donât have a fever anymore.â
He sat down beside her, his voice slow, âYou can talk to me about anything. Keeping things to yourself always causes problems, donât you think?â Si Fuqing paused, âDid I talk in my sleep? Sorry, Iâ¦â
âYou were calling out for your sister,â Yu Xiheng interrupted her. âAnd, donât apologize. I told you, itâs not your fault.â
âItâs really nothing,â Si Fuqing fell silent, hugging her knees and looking out the window. âPeople always long for the past.â
Forgetting is the true death.
She could not forget.
âYour power went out of control in your sleep,â Yu Xiheng didnât press further, taking out a bracelet, âWear this, so you wonât attract the attention of the Evolved Beings Alliance.â
The Evolved Beings Alliance, although called an alliance, had a complex and chaotic relationship and power dynamics within.
Thanks to the Supernatural Management Bureau in Great Xia, the alliance had never interfered, but there were still unruly members entering Great Xia, causing trouble.
âYeah, yeah, I wonât,â Si Fuqing raised her hands, showing off the brightness in her fox-like eyes. âBoss, look, Iâm wearing the things you gave me on both hands. Doesnât it show how much I love and respect you?â
Little Bai glanced at her, turned over, and presented its back to the bed.
It wasnât gold; it couldnât be eaten.
Ever since it ate a gold necklace belonging to its dog owner, Si Fuqing had stopped wearing any pure gold items on her.
A sorrowful life for a pixiu.
Yu Xihengâs expression remained unchanged, but he smiled slightly, âMhmm, but if your performance isnât good, there will be no salary.â Si Fuqing:
Has her boss become immune to her invincible flattery so quickly?
Itâs okay, she is clever enough to eventually figure out a new method.
Yu Xiheng stood up.
He placed his hand again on top of her head, rubbing it, âI need to step out for a bit. Contact me if you need anything.â
âNo problem,â Si Fuqing waved lazily. âGo on with your work, boss. I can take care of myself.â
He had been by her side these past few days, surely accumulating a pile of tasks.
Truly a boss who cares for his employees.
Si Fuqing decided she must work harder, to earn more money.
Her phone rang at that moment.
Si Fuqing looked at it and answered.
âHey, big brother!â On the screen, JI Xingzhi flicked his hair, âYouâre okay now, right? Ah, Iâve got problems myself. Iâm still drifting at sea, finally seeing the edge of Southern State.â
âDo you know that chair from the Spirit Alliance? Boy, has she got a temperâ¦â
Si Fuqing glanced at the sea behind him, choosing to ignore, âDid you catch the person?â
âOf course,â JI Xingzhi snorted. âWho do you think I am? Iâm the sixty-second generation leader of the JI family.. Have I ever failed to catch someone?â