Chapter 629: Coaxing Qjngqing (2)

Translator: _Min

It seemed rather cute.

At least there was some progress.

The assistant sprite, tasked once again with delivering items, eyed the man shut out of the door with a mix of awe and fear: “Jiu-Jiu the God, why are you out here?”

He had put so much effort into arranging a room with just the right atmosphere.

Yu Xiheng glanced at him, adjusted his tie without saying much, and then proceeded downstairs.

Leaning against the wall, the assistant sprite glanced at the firmly shut private room door, ultimately lacking the courage to enter.

These two gods, not only dominating the gaming world but also possessing such formidable presence in real life.

He felt like he had witnessed a battle of the century.

His heart couldn’t take much more; he needed a moment to calm down.

Outside, Feng San was waiting by the car.

Seeing the man emerge, he immediately opened the car door.

But Yu Xiheng walked past him.

Confused, Feng San said, “Brother Nine, the car’s right here. Why are you walking away? Weren’t you supposed to meet someone?”

If not for the fact that he had driven Yu Xiheng to the meeting, he would have had no idea that Brother Nine was into the game Oracle.

Yu Xiheng, always meticulous and embodying the style of Great Xia’s olden days, seemed unlikely to be a gamer.

“I met her,” Yu Xiheng hummed, “She told me to walk back, so I will follow her request. ”

There wasn’t the slightest bit of anger in him; rather, a hidden pleasure could be discerned.

Feng San was puzzled.

His hand on his hidden weapon, ready to act, “Brother Nine, who?”

Who dared to issue such an order?

Yu Xiheng replied calmly, “Your lady.”

Feng San:

He was momentarily lost, not fully grasping the situation until Yu Xiheng had vanished from sight. Then it clicked, but he was still baffled, “Miss-Miss Si?”

So the person Brother Nine was meeting today was Miss Si?

No wonder. He thought, who else could make Brother Nine listen?

The patient must always listen to the doctor, or surely…

Feng San felt his logic was flawless and immediately drove to catch up with Yu Xiheng.

Meanwhile, back in the private room,

Si Fuqing leaned on the gaming chair, eyes closed, one hand pressing a talisman against her chest.

Soon she got up, left the private room, and headed to the rest area.

JI Xingzhi, with two greeb circles under his eyes, looked every bit the exhausted young man.

Si Fuqing paused, “That’s quite the look you’ve got.”

“Big brother!” JI Xingzhi was frantic, “Why didn’t you tell me he was from the Miracle Doctor Alliance?”

Si Fuqing raised an eyebrow, “I didn’t tell him you’re from the JI family either.”

“Never mind.” JI Xingzhi huffed, “I won’t stoop to his level. I just didn’t give it my all.”

Si Fuqing sat down, her tone indifferent, “I’ve found the person who stole my luck.”

JI Xingzhi jumped, “That fast?!”

Borrowing life or luck was common in the world of Yin and Yang.

But stealing luck was a different matter altogether, a much crueler method.

With all traces erased, finding the luck thief among the billions in the Great Xia Empire was like finding a needle in a haystack.

JI Xingzhi had braced himself for a long battle.

“A coincidence,” Si Fuqing reclined on the sofa, “So the coincidences from before were not coincidences after all.”

Luck can manifest through a person’s facial features, palm lines, and the aura that surrounds them.

Ifsomeone’s aura matched hers and had the surnameJi, undoubtedly, they carried her luck.

“The Ji family?” Ji Xingzhi paused, “You had another dream.”

Si Fuqing slowly said, “Ji Qingwei.”

This dream was similar to the first.

She dreamt of a prodigy from the Ji family, unparalleled in arts and sciences, sought after by all major powers.

A genius like no other, making headlines worldwide.

Connections flowed in, and the Ji family rose to become the foremost family in Sijiu City, securing a pass to Free State.

All thanks to Ji Qingwei.

Si Fuqing heard these three words clearly in her dream.

But she hadn’t seen the woman she met today in that dream.

However, the talisman heating up proved that this woman also carried a part of her luck.

Ji Xingzhi rubbed his head, “Who’s that? Never heard of her, but the Ji family is in Sijiu City, right? Just go there directly.”

“We will, but not yet. Don’t want to alert them prematurely,” Si Fuqing’s eyes were cold, “I also want to know who transferred my luck to the Ji family.”

This was something even the Fujisan family hadn’t managed to do. Fujisan Shinya had only taken a tenth of her luck for the Zuo family..