After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God - Chapter 750
Chapter 750: If You Want To Step On Si Fuqing, You Have To Have The Ability First (2)
Even he could not guarantee the lives of all his soldiers.
In the final months, he fell so ill that he couldn’t even lift the Dragon Sparrow Sword, forced to watch helplessly as his men fought and died to protect him.
He didn’t want to endure such events again.
Thus, he ensured his guards were equipped with the finest weapons and gear.
He had gifted her the Dragon Sparrow Feather, along with a bracelet that could suppress the rampant energy within her.
Yet, she still sustained serious injuries.
He was simply steeped in self-reproach.
Si Fuqing paused, her hesitation evident as she replied, “That’s true. If you, my boss, had ignored my advice and gotten hurt, I would’ve been angry with myself for not protecting you better.”
Yu Xiheng’s eyes closed briefly, a slight smile lighting up his gaze as he looked back at her, “That’s true?”
“You’re a good boss, and I’m a good employee,” Si Fuqing said. “We reciprocate each other’s gestures, sharing a mutual affection.”
Yu Xiheng settled into the sofa, nodding, “That’s progress.”
At least now she could utter the words “mutual affection.”
However, the monk’s words today had somewhat eased his mind, and her recent comments further lightened the heaviness in his heart.
He wasn’t that upset anymore.
“Rest well. Come back before eight every night for the next few days,” Yu Xiheng said indifferently. “If you’re late, I’ll deduct from your annual bonus.”
Si Fuqing was left speechless.
She wanted to retract her earlier praise for him.
**
The next day, Saturday.
Early in the morning, Si Fuqing received a text from JI Xingzhi.
[JI Xingzhi]: Big brother, I’ve arrived at Sijiu International Airport. Where shall we meet?
[Si Fuqing]: Downtown. I’ll send you the address.
With the precise reply, JI Xingzhi, along with Old Master JI, headed to the city center.
They boarded a taxi.
Old Master JI, wearing glasses, observed carefully, “Is there a difference between this and a bus? And what’s that?”
JI Xingzhi’s lips twitched, “Old man, how long have you been out? You’re practically a caveman.”
“Technology advances too rapidly,” Old Master JI also felt melancholic. “The last time I was out was fifteen years ago when phones were still as big as bricks.”
Soon, JI Xingzhi arrived at the café where he had arranged to meet Si Fuqing.
Old Master JI was still curious about everything.
JI Xingzhi ordered a black coffee for him, planning to torture the old man with its bitterness.
He ordered a hot chocolate for himself, ready to enjoy Old Master JI’s grimacing face.
Ten minutes later, the café door opened again, and Si Fuqing, fully disguised, walked in.
Her awareness for disguise was high; no one recognized her.
JI Xingzhi could tell it was her by the power of Yin-Yang and the Five Elements; his eyes brightened just as his phone beeped.
[Si Fuqing]: Don’t move, someone is following me.
JI Xingzhi’s expression hardened.
Few were watching him, likely due to his reputation as a wastrel, even the JI family elders had written him off.
But those watching Old Master JI were numerous.
The JI family had long secluded themselves, and the elders, arrogant in their abilities, scorned modern technology.
Otherwise, a simple tracking device on his phone would have sufficed.
JI Xingzhi pretended to play with his phone.
Old Master JI was still contending with his black coffee.
Ten minutes later, JI Xingzhi received a second message.
[Si Fuqing]: Get up, head out first, buy two summer outfits, and wear sunglasses.
JI Xingzhi slammed the table, “Old man, let’s go. I’m taking you on a tour of Sijiu today.”
Old Master JI was startled, barely reacting before being whisked away.
They wandered the old streets, eating and drinking, even buying a few outfits, until they finally met up with Si Fuqing in a quieter back street.
“Big brother, no one’s following me now,” JI Xingzhi said, holding a candied hawthorn. “You’re clear too?”
“Yes,” Si Fuqing removed her sunglasses. “The paparazzi can’t spot us here, and it’s quiet enough for a conversation.”
“Big brother, this is my old man,” JI Xingzhi introduced. “He hasn’t been out in over a decade and is quite unfamiliar with modern technology.”
Si Fuqing steadied herself, “Greetings, Old Master JI.”
Old Master JI was not able to react in time.
In his memory, the formidable Yu Wu, who could vanquish gods and demons alike, had to be a towering and imposing woman, even if she was female.
But this young girl?
She was simply too beautiful.
JI Xingzhi nudged his elbow, “Old man!”
Coming to his senses, Old Master JI solemnly stepped forward, lifting his robe and bowing deeply to Si Fuqing.
Si Fuqing’s expression shifted as she moved to support him, “Old Master JI, please, this is not necessary.”
