YM778.TV Chapter 300 - 300: Mental-boomed, You Are Really a Celebrity?!(2)
Chapter 300 - 300: Mental-boomed, You Are Really a Celebrity?!(2)
JI Xingzhi scratched his head, “But what if the luck is reclaimed, and plunderer perished?”
Old Master JI clapped his hands, exclaiming, “That means the person suddenly had great luck befall them, becoming a Child of Luck!”
“It’s as if you’ve said nothing at all,” JI Xingzhi muttered, frustrated. “Forget it, you’re too old for this. I’ll figure it out myself.”
Just as old Master JI was about to retort, the butler approached, carrying a box.
“Old Master, all the good stuff is here, including the mask the young master requested. ”
“Let me see, let me see.” JI Xingzhi washed his hands and picked up the topmost mask, black and gold in color. “Wow, truly a worthy antique. It’s beautiful.”
“Be careful with that mask,” old Master JI warned with some reluctance. “It belonged to Emperor Yin, a very precious item, and I’ve been reverently keeping it.”
“Emperor Yin?” JI Xingzhi was puzzled. “Why would Emperor Yin wear a mask?”
“You never read history, you rascal,” old Master JI scolded, exasperated. “It’s written in middle school history books. When Emperor Yin was twenty, he led a campaign beyond the borders. The barbarian princess fell for him at first sight and vowed to marry no one but him.”
“So, to avoid complications, Emperor Yin started wearing a mask.” JI Xingzhi mused, “He must have been very handsome.”
“Go find Mr. Yu Wu quickly,” old Master JI pushed him. “Change your clothes and don’t just hang around the house, you’re in the way.”
“Mr. Yu Wu?” JI Xingzhi went to wash up, talking to himself. “Oh, did I not tell him my big brother is a woman? Never mind, it’s not important.” With his big brother’s level of combat power, gender made no difference.
She was not even human.
That evening, in the small courtyard of a villa.
“Brother Nine.” Feng San appeared silently. “The matter with Ming Wenxian was orchestrated by the Supernatural Management Bureau. Miss Si hasn’t even warmed up yet.”
Yu Xiheng raised an eyebrow, not surprised in the least. His voice steady, “Yes, he is an evolved being.”
Feng San was taken aback, looking towards the projection screen in front of them.
The camera just happened to sweep over the central figure, Xie Yu. He was startled. “He’s an evolved being?”
You’re an evolved being, and you join the entertainment industry?
Who’s crazy?
“Yes,” Yu Xiheng said calmly. “Class A.”
Feng San was shocked again. “Cla-Class A?”
The MO family’s legacy had certainly seen its share of evolved beings.
Although having evolved genes didn’t necessarily mean strong combat ability, among their brothers, only Chen Ying was a Class B evolved being.
And here was a Class A?
Feng San was dazed. “Then, Miss Si…”
Yu Xiheng’s eyes flickered, about to speak.
The door was knocked and then opened.
A girl peeked in, her eyes curious.
Yu Xiheng put down his teacup. “It’s windy outside, come in.”
“Oh, boss.” Si Fuqing dragged in a suitcase. “I got a lot of medicinal herbs from the Pei family. I’ll help you up and then change your dressing.”
Yu Xiheng smiled. “Am I frail?”
“No!” Si Fuqing responded quickly, her expression serious. “Boss, you’re incredibly strong, powerful enough to lift cauldrons!”
Feng San’s mouth twitched slightly.
It seemed that Miss Si’s lifetime supply of flattery was reserved exclusively for Brother Nine.
“These herbs are quite good,” Si Fuqing adjusted a few prescriptions. “Boss, you should be feeling increasing strength in your legs lately.”
Yu Xiheng was silent for a brief moment before nodding in agreement.
Feng San was overjoyed, “Brother Nine can finally stand up. That’s great!”
“Yes, the boss has been experiencing leg pain every month,” Si Fuqing mused, touching her chin. “I’ve been using a combination of herbs for treatment. With a medicinal bath every three days, a full recovery is possible in three months at most. ”
She looked up to say more but met Yu Xiheng’s piercing, slender phoenix eyes.
His calm, amber-hued pupils conveyed a sense of restrained decisiveness.
yet, n1S gaze neld an Incredibly powertul allure.
Serene, yet aloof.
Si Fuqing paused, looking at him, “Why are you looking at me like that?”
Yu Xiheng, resting his chin on his hand, replied slowly, “Because you’re cute.”
His tone was even, devoid of any emotional fluctuation, as if he was casually discussing the day’s menu.
Si Fuqing quickly turned her head away, “Hmph, flatterer. I don’t believe you.”
Feng San remained wooden.
He began to question why he was even there.
He seemed somewhat superfluous.
At that moment, his phone buzzed with two messages.
Si Fuqing glanced down.
[JI]: Big brother, I’m on the plane to Lin City. Do you have time tomorrow noon? Let’s meet and have lunch.
[NINE]: Sure.
[JI]: Big brother, I’ve also brought you a gift. You’ll love it!
Si Fuqing thought about it but couldn’t imagine what kind of satisfying gift JI Xingzhi could possibly bring.
She replied nonchalantly.
[NINE]: Okay, I’ll prepare something for you too.
[JI]: (Rubbing hands) Big brother, you’re too kind. Just your presence is enough. What kind of gift will you bring me?
[NINE]: A trip to the sky, shoulder to shoulder with the sun.
Si Fuqing put down her phone and started packing up the leftover herbal materials.
She decided to make a sachet for JI Xingzhi using these.
As she worked, she mentioned, “Boss, you don’t need to send lunch for me tomorrow. I’m going out to eat with a friend.”
Yu Xiheng opened his eyes, “Another friend you met online?”
Si Fuqing nodded, “He just returned to the country. I’m treating him to a meal, and he said he’s bringing me a gift. I can’t go empty-handed.”
Feng San looked down at the scraps Si Fuqing was collecting into a box, silent.
So, this is the gift?
Quite… a remarkable gift.
“What’s the matter?” Si Fuqing noticed Feng San’s gaze. “What’s wrong with this gift? These scraps are also valuable. Besides, don’t I use all the best stuff on the boss?”
Feng San immediately straightened up, “Great stuff!”
“I’m going to my room, ” Si Fuqing stood up. “Boss, make sure you take your medicine on time. You’ll be even stronger!”
Yu Xiheng looked up, his smile faint, “Goodnight”.
His eyes, slightly upturned with amusement, held emotions that were elusive, their depths hard to discern.
Feng San glanced upstairs, then back at the sofa.
He felt a subtle sense of joy emanating from his Brother Nine.
However, it was a feeling he couldn’t quite understand.
The next day, at 11:30 in the morning, JI Xingzhi arrived on time at Linjiang Pavilion.
No sooner had he sat down than he ordered a dozen dishes.
Having been sent away by old Master JI overnight, he hadn’t even had a chance to eat.
JI Xingzhi, starving like a ghost, devoured several bowls of rice before noticing a new messaze on his phone.
[NINE]: I’ve arrived. Which table are you at?
[Jl]: Table 19.
JI Xingzhi quickly wiped his mouth, sitting up straight and proper.
He was determined to make a good impression on his big brother.
Footsteps approached, then halted.
JI Xingzhi, unable to wait, lifted his head eagerly.
The girl’s fox-like eyes were enchanting, seemingly shimmering with flowing light.
The surroundings dimmed in comparison.
JI Xingzhi was momentarily stunned. “Uh, Miss, I’m waiting for someone…” He quickly bowed his head, starting to reply.
[JI]: I can’t see you. Did you go to the wrong place, Big Brother? Ah, a lady just walked up to me. Damn, how should I strike up a conversation? Big Brother, can you teach me?
No text reply came, only a voice.
Si Fuqing’s voice was cool, “Lift your head, I’m right in front of you.” JI Xingzhi looked up.
It was the same celebrity he had become a fan of just a few days ago.
The Divine Beauty of Great Xia, the pinnacle of the entertainment industry.
A living person.
JI Xingzhi: “…”
He looked at Si Fuqing’s face thoughtfully, and after several seconds of failed contemplation, he finally managed to blurt out, “Fu*k! You are really a celebrity?!”