After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God - Chapter 146
Chapter 146: Emperor Yin’s Pressure! The Zuo Family’s Sudden Death (2)
Translator: _Min
He nodded gravely, “Miss Si is truly remarkable. If there’s anything, we’ll be sure to contact you.”
“Alright.” Si Fuqing’s expression remained casual. “I have things to do as well. I’ll take my leave now.”
Without sparing a glance at the fallen Chen family head, she walked straight out.
Jiang Shuihan watched Si Fuqing’s retreating figure, lost in contemplation.
They had intended to seal the Chen family’s assets, but it seemed they were a step too late.
All they could do now was to withdraw.
“Captain, the people we saw earlier at the Chen’s looked somewhat familiar,” a member of his team whispered. “I could sense they are all martial artists.”
“Hmm, I noticed that too,” Jiang Shuihan mused. “If my guess is correct, they must be from the MO family.”
“MO family?!” the team member exclaimed.
The MO family was not easier to find than the Thousand Army Alliance.
And for several hundred years, there had been little contact between the three families and four alliances.
Generations of leaders from the Thousand Army Alliance had never even met the head of the MO family.
Yet, here the MO family was, stepping in for the Chen family—a family so inconsequential that they were barely worth mentioning?
“It’s highly likely,” Jiang Shuihan sighed softly. “This Miss Si is no simple character.”
At a single glance, he could tell that Si Fuqing’s skills didn’t seem to belong in any sect, although unknown, but they were incredibly refined.
He had no confidence that he could withstand even three moves from her.
“We must report this to the Alliance Leader upon our return!” the team member tensed up. “With the MO family now surfacing, will the five states of Great Xia even remain peaceful?”
“There’s no need to be so anxious,” Jiang Shuihan said calmly. “You should know that both the MO family and our Thousand Army Alliance protect Great Xia and serve Emperor Yin.”
Even if the three families and four alliances had lost contact, they would reunite in the face of a crisis.
“Captain, you’re making me nervous,” the team member couldn’t help but rub his arms. “It’s the year 2185 by the Xia calendar. Emperor Yin was from 600s; he’s been gone a long time.”
“Whether if Emperor Yin is here or not, he remains our only master,” Jiang Shuihan stared deeply into his eyes. “Both our lady and the Alliance Leader respect Emperor Yin, else they wouldn’t offer prayers daily.”
The Thousand Army Alliance worshipped the Dragon Sparrow Sword, which signified their loyalty to Emperor Yin.
Only because Emperor Yin had another honorary title— The Dragon Sparrow of Great Xia.
The Dragon Sparrow was initially just an ancient sword, personally commissioned by the late Emperor and gifted to Emperor Yin.
But the implications of this sword were not pleasant.
In the myths of Great Xia, the Dragon Sparrow was a type of phoenix.
However, unlike the flamboyant phoenix, the Dragon Sparrow as a fledgling appeared as a simple waterfowl, easily killed by predators.
When Emperor Yin was born, he was considered an ill omen. The late Emperor gave him a knife, not intending for him to survive.
However, legends also stated that a bird like the Dragon Sparrow, once it takes to the skies, will never descend again.
The sun, moon, stars, and vast landscapes would all be obscured by its wings.
The late Emperor wanted Emperor Yin to die young, but contrary to his wishes, Yin not only survived but later led the six armies into the Western Continent.
The name ‘Dragon Sparrow of Great Xia’ struck fear into the hearts of all the dukedoms.
His power was sufficient to silence anyone.
The Dragon Sparrow became the totem of the Great Xia dynasty.
In the entire empire of Great Xia, who didn’t know of Emperor Yin’s renown?
“Take this woman to our lady and let the justice division discipline her,” Jiang Shuihan ordered. “I won’t be returning for now; there are matters to wrap up here at the Chen’s.”
His guards nodded, ‘Yes, Captain!”
On her end, Si Fuqing had left the Chen family home.
It was noon, and she settled down in a café. After ordering a simple meal, she opened her laptop.
With a few keystrokes, she halted the operations of all Chen family companies. Then she logged into a game.
JI Xingzhi, who was playing an assassin character, was squatting in a field.
Seeing her log on, he spat out the grass in his mouth.
[JI]: Looks like you’ll reach max level by tomorrow. Good, good, dungeons will be opening soon, and with NINE the god’s help, why wouldn’t I get the first kill?
[NINE]: Of course, not getting the first kill when I’m here? Who am I? I’m the unmatched first swordsman in the world!
JI Xingzhi: ‘ .
He had forgotten. One should never compliment her. The more you compliment her, the more she praises herself.
[NINE]: Sigh, I’m really sad. Today, I told someone I know a bit of medicine, a bit about drawing talismans, and a bit about computers, but they seemed not to believe me.
Looking at the phrase “a bit,” JI Xingzhi: ‘ .
