Chapter 1100: Qingqing’s Suspicion (1)
Just now, when acting opposite Yu Xiheng, Si Fuqing saw through him to catch a glimpse of that young emperor, filled with wild ambition.
In that fleeting mont, when he looked at her, she was pulled back to the era of the Great Xia Dynasty. She stood by his side as a strategist, watching him command the empire and wage wars across the land.
Could it really just be his acting skills?
There were indeed actors gifted from birth, and she herself was one.
But even in her first experience, she hadn’t reached this level.
And once that thought arose, she could no longer suppress it.
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“Theoretically impossible, and even more so in reality. Even for us, who specialize in cultivating the soul, after such a long ti, the soul’s strength would have dissipated,” YUAN Mingchi said, a bit surprised but patiently explaining. “The highest realm for a Master of Yin-Yang is for the soul to exist outside the physical body. But, even if soone could reach that stage, which is highly unlikely, it’s absolutely impossible for the soul to endure for this long.”
He paused, then chuckled. “Little Junior Sister, although you aren’t skilled in other arts of Yin-Yang and Five Elents aside from combat, you still understand the theory. Why are you asking this all of a sudden?”
“I’m just asking,” Si Fuqing exhaled slowly, murmuring, “It’s also more absurd than coming back to life.”
Perhaps the ancient tis had left her with too many regrets, ones she could no longer make up for, and thus she sought to compensate in the present.
Pressing her temples, she asked again, “Fifth Senior Brother, you weren’t injured at the Holy Light Tribunal, were you?”
“No,” YUAN Mingchi’s expression remained calm. “They had no evidence linking to the fall of the Fujisan family. I told them it was because—”
“That’s good,” Si Fuqing interrupted. “I’ll ask Fourth Senior Brother to bring you so dicine from Free State when he returns, just in case you need it later.”
YUAN Mingchi narrowed his eyes slightly at her words, his smile carrying a hint of amusent. “Little Junior Sister, aren’t you being a bit biased? Why do you dare to contact Fourth Senior Brother directly, but not ?”
Si Fuqing let out a soft sound, feigning innocence. “Fifth Senior Brother, what are you talking about? I’ve always been fair to everyone.”
“Fair to everyone?” YUAN Mingchi’s smile deepened, his tone growing more pressing. “Unlike Old Three, Old Four judges people by sight. If you didn’t give him a heads-up, how did he recognize you? Hmm? Little Junior Sister, we need to have a proper conversation about this.”
Si Fuqing sighed. “… I’m starting to think I should talk more with Sixth Senior Brother instead.”
Talking to soone as sharp as Fifth Senior Brother was too exhausting.
Sixth Senior Brother, on the other hand, who only cared about making money, was much more endearing to her.
“Old Six?” YUAN Mingchi snorted. “Perhaps we should ask Old Four to take him to the Intercontinental Research Institute and check his brain.”
Si Fuqing quickly intervened, “Fifth Senior Brother, aren’t you afraid that if he gets smarter, he won’t give us money anymore?”
YUAN Mingchi was silent for a mont before responding, “Then let him stay foolish.”
After their call ended, YUAN Mingchi deleted the record.
Unable to contact the outside world while at the Holy Light Tribunal, he had a backlog of ssages.
Among his pinned contacts, a rare red notification appeared.
YUAN Mingchi raised an eyebrow and clicked on it.
[Kusonoki Akatsuki]: This dungeonis unbeatable.
The ssage was short and indifferent, as if it ca from a frosty woman devoid of any emotion.
[YUAN Mingchi]: Alright, I’ll log in.
Under the watchful eyes of the Holy Light Tribunal guards following him, YUAN Mingchi brazenly entered an internet café, powered up a computer, and logged into Oracle.
The guards exchanged baffled glances.
His first action after being released was to play video gas?
Was he even playing with a girl?
The world really was falling apart.
**
On the set of “The Nation’s Heroine”.
As expected, only Si Fuqing was capable of acting alongside Yu Xiheng.
The screenwriter had attempted to add a scene between Emperor Yin and several ministers.
But when Yu Xiheng shot them a single glance, the veteran actors playing the ministers reported that their minds went completely blank, and they couldn’t rember their lines at all.
They couldn’t handle his gaze, and the scene collapsed entirely.
The screenwriter could only regretfully cut the scene from the script.
“Teacher Si, Mr. Yu is absolutely a naturally gifted actor,” Director Lu said, still feeling the loss. “A true master hidden among the common folk. But very few can act opposite him, only you, Teacher Si, have the presence to match him.”
More accurately, the two of them gave him different feelings. Si Fuqing was acting, but Yu Xiheng was the character.
Si Fuqing blinked. “We can’t let him enter the entertainnt industry, what if he takes all my jobs?”
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