Translator: _Min_
Lin Qingyan had also found out from chatting with the producer and director.
Neither the Zuo family nor Tianle Media had any intention of protecting Si Fuqing.
After the funeral of the Zuo family patriarch, even though the Zuos hadnât officially announced Si Fuqingâs expulsion, it was well-known in Lin what their stance was.
Previously, with the Zuo family backing her, Lin Qingyan had been reluctant to burn bridges.
But now?
In the entertainment industry, Si Fuqing was at the bottom rung.
Once she became useless, she would be discarded immediately.
Unlike Lin Qingyan, who was one of the hottest female idols.
âThe whole matter doesnât really affect you much, given that you already have plenty of haters,â Lin Qingyan smirked. âBesides, youâve cleared your name, and netizens have even been bashing Ruotong for you.â âIn this whole affair, youâve actually come out on top. Canât you just let it go?â
She never expected that Si Fuqing would have a video on hand.
Who records videos while simply walking?
Si Fuqing continued to enjoy her food, acting as if no one were in front of her.
Just when Lin Qingyan was about to lose her patience, Si Fuqing finally polished off her chicken leg. After wiping her hands, she lifted her head and arched an eyebrow. âSo you two know each other. That explains it.â
Lin Qingyanâs expression shifted subtly, but she maintained her smile. âIf Ruotong hadnât tweeted, I wouldnât have known there was a friction between you two. The entertainment circle is small; weâll run into each other sooner or later. â
Of course, she would never let Si Fuqing know she had anything to do with this. Si Fuqing slowly stood up.
Her height of 1.72 meters and her long, straight legs gave her an imposing stature.
For a moment, Lin Qingyan, despite her 8 cm heels, couldnât help but take a step back.
âDonât panic,â Si Fuqing tossed the bottle in her hand. âIâm in a good mood today, so Iâll spare you. But youâd better behave.â
âTo think youâd dare cross me maliciously. Youâre rather brave.â
She took the last sip of her cola and casually tossed the plastic bottle.
It landed with a âthud,â hitting the trash can five meters away.
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Si Fuqing turned her head and scanned the gawking trainees. âGroup battles are coming up, and youâre here for the show? Want to join in?â
Mu Ye was about to retort, but he remembered the day Si Fuqing had kicked open the door to the dance room.
He clenched his fists, holding his breath.
âDonât bother with her,â Lu Yan said indifferently. âShe may have cleared her name quickly, but grudges have built up over time. Our fans will still demand that she leave the show.â
âDonât forget, Teacher Lin has a video of her acting like a diva. Once that gets out, sheâs doomed.â
Mu Ye exhaled slowly, feeling slightly better.
Lin Qingyan still stood there, her face also looking rather unpleasant.
âTeacher Lin,â Mu Ye said courteously, âare you alright?â
âIâm fine,â Lin Qingyan snapped back to reality and pursed her lips, looking quite troubled. âRuotong is my friend; sheâs always been the type to act impulsively for what she believes is right. â
âShe tweeted that for the patientâs sake. But as for Teacher Siâ¦â
âTeacher Lin, weâll definitely report this to the company,â Mu Ye understood the subtext. âDonât worry. Si Fuqing is under contract with the company. If they tell her to go east, she wonât dare go west.â
Lin Qingyan looked somewhat surprised. âIâm still your mentor; itâs not quite appropriate for you to go to such lengths for me, is it?â
âDonât worry, Teacher Lin, â Mu Ye reassured her. âItâs my duty.â
Si Fuqing really didnât know what was good for her, insisting on opposing Lin Qingyan.
Of course, Mu Yeâs support for Lin Qingyan was also motivated by his desire to establish a good relationship with her, hoping to connect with Glenn in the future.
âAlright, letâs get back to practice after lunch,â Lin Qingyan finally revealed a smile. âI heard that if you win in the group battles, you can challenge the mentors. â
Mu Yeâs eyes lit up but he said nothing.
Having achieved her purpose, Lin Qingyan pressed her lips into a satisfied smile and turned to leave.
In the lounge, Si Fuqing leaned back in her plush chair, eyes fixed on her computer screen.
[Ji]: I checked the tracking, and the talismans I sent you have entered the country. You should receive them the day after tomorrow at the latest.
[Ji]: Not to complain, but the fees on the Eastern Mulberry side are exorbitant. Just for a few talismans, they charged me hundreds.
[NINE]: Oh.
[Ji]: Youâre so cold; my heart is shattered into eight pieces. [NINE]: Friendly reminder: you are about to lose a friend.
[Ji]: Sorry, my heart has regenerated!
Si Fuqing casually scanned Jiâs monologue while massaging her legs.
Soon after, a voice call notification popped up.
After contemplating for three seconds, Si Fuqing accepted the call, lowering her voice, âHello?â
âEmergency!â The manâs voice on the other end was frantic. âIâve used up all my guardian spirits, my energy is running low, and a couple of Eastern Mulberryâs Masters of Yin-Yang are setting up an array. Quickly, help me choose an escape route!â
Si Fuqing paused. âHow old are you?â
âJi Xingzhi, the sixty-second generation of the Ji family, ranked first, twenty-five years old, â he declared proudly. âIâm older than you, right? How about calling me âBrotherâ for once?â
Si Fuqingâs voice turned sarcastic, âIt seems like youâre itching for a lesson.â
âBro, youâre my brother, Iâm sorry, Iâm sorry,â Ji Xingzhiâs breathing quickened. âHurry and help me decipher this array! These lowlifes took advantage of me when I was off guard. Itâs despicable!â
âFine,â Si Fuqing finally put on her headset, speaking languidly. âConsidering youâre on the brink of death, Iâll offer remote guidance. Do as I say.â
Simultaneously, her computer screen displayed the scene sent over by Ji Xingzhi.
The camera showed complete darkness, occasionally punctuated by flickering lights.
âQuite the spectacle,â Si Fuqingâs eyes narrowed. âWith this kind of setup, I wouldnât be surprised if they summon the âNight Parade of One Hundred Ghostsâ. Did you steal their heirloom or run off with their wife?â
Ji Xingzhi yelled, âStop talking and save me!â
Si Fuqing quickly scanned the intricate array sprawled on the ground. She opened a drawing software and rapidly sketched a diagram of the formation, sending it over.
âAdvance three meters in the northwest direction, then six meters in the southwest direction, and thenâ¦â Her voice was calm and methodical.
The panting in her earpiece grew louder as Ji Xingzhi seemingly sprinted for his life.
Thirty seconds later, the darkness in the camera frame lifted, and daylight returned.
âWho exactly taught you all this?â Ji Xingzhi, now safe and flopped on the ground, was more puzzled than relieved. âYouâre certainly not from the Ji family, but aside from us, where else do the Masters of Yin-Yang inherit their craft?â
âMoreover, youâre an odd one. You donât seem well-versed in luck or physiognomy, just combat? Smash through everything with absolute force?â
Those who could actually fight were rare.
So how did a weirdo like NINE, who only knew how to fight, come about?
Si Fuqing replied, looking utterly unconcerned, âAh, the shame. Iâm just a self-taught amateur, nothing noteworthy.â
Ji Xingzhi: â
Self- taught?Accidentally?
Was he being deliberately annoying?
He was seething but had no choice but to swallow it.
âYou say youâre good at gaming, even dabble well in the Yin and Yang, as well as Five Elements,â Ji Xingzhi sounded a bit sour. âI know that the time ratio in holographic games is 10:1 compared to real life, so I also practice arrays there. But why are you so skilled? Brother, teach me.â
âWhy am I skilled?â Si Fuqing fell silent for a moment. After a few seconds, she chuckled softly, almost inaudibly, âBecause Iâve lost a lot.â
Ji Xingzhiâs expression changed, âNINE, you..
âEnough, problem solved. Hanging up,â Si Fuqingâs mood shifted abruptly. âIâm teaching my students to dance. If youâre not dead, donât bother me. If you die, Iâll send a coffin to your grave, dig it yourself.â
Ji Xingzhi: â
The top combatant among the Masters of Yin â Yang is going to dance.
Has the world gone mad?
On the other side, in Yu Xihengâs villa.
Yu Tang was in her room, engaged in a fierce intellectual battle with real haters, disguised as a hater.
She had captured many screenshots of these haters slinging mud and sent them both to Si Fuqing and Yu Xiheng.
In the second-floor study,
Yu Xiheng was grinding ink, his voice mild, âThe Chen family?â
Feng San understood, flipping through the documents, âIn terms of family influence here in the city of Lin, the Zuo family ranks first, the Chen family third.â
âHowever, last year the Chen family secured a project in the eastern area of the city of Sijiu. They are about to develop a mine in the western part of the city of Lin, so they are quite prosperous right now.â
âThe current Mrs. Chen comes from a new money background and has brought considerable liquid assets to the Chen family. Sheâs given birth to three children for the head of the family, but she has never shed her vulgarity.â
The Chen family had no idea that in just a minute, nine generations of their familyâs information lay before Yu Xiheng.
ZERO.
Ranked alongside T18 as the worldâs top two intelligence agencies.
There was virtually nothing ZERO couldnât find out.
Originally, there were no exceptions, but now Si Fuqing had become one.
Using ZERO to check on the Chen family was indeed overkill.
âMm,â Yu Xiheng dropped a simple word onto the white rice paper, âTake them back.â
Feng San complied, his expression grave, âYes, Brother Nine.â
If they didnât flex their muscles a bit, people would forget who really held the
reins in the city of Sijiu..