After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God

Chapter 517: Full Score, His Majesty Making a Move (2)

Translator: _Min

“We’ve taken over this case,” Chen Ying declared, arms crossed. “If it’s possible to send him back, we certainly will.”

Shang Lu remained silent.

He felt that Zuo Tianfengs return was unlikely.

Without another word, Chen Ying grasped Zuo Tianfeng’s shoulders, dragging him before Yu Xiheng.

“Brother Nine, the Thousand Army Alliance’s efforts are insufficient,” Xi Jiang commented. “If it were up to us brothers, he’d already be encased in a concrete pillar by now. ”

Yu Xiheng set down his teacup, his tone indifferent, “Speed.”

“At once,” Xi Jiang responded, then demanded, “Tell us, what was the reason behind the Zuo family taking Miss Si in?”

“I don’t know! I truly don’t,” Zuo Tianfeng pleaded in terror, “I only know she was brought back from the city of Sijiu. Beyond that, I know nothing.”

No sooner had he spoken than he felt as though his insides were being crushed, pain sweeping through his entire body.

Zuo Tianfeng’s screams filled the air, his vision blurring even further.

Who are they now?

Yu Xiheng, resting his head in his hand, his gaze utterly cold, commanded, “Continue.”

The room echoed with new screams of agony.

“Stubborn,” Feng San noted coldly. “Brother Nine, perhaps we should have Chen Ying find a psychic evolved being to invade his mind directly.”

Chen Ying replied dryly, “As if psychic evolved beings are as common as cabbages.”

The evolved beings of the psychic type within the Alliance could be counted on one hand, all occupying high positions.

Was it even possible for him to find one?

“I… I remember now!” Zuo Tianfeng shivered, the pain almost rendering him speechless, “My father kept a diary! It might contain details of what happened back then. The diary… I hid it in a coffin, I… I…” Yu Xiheng finally looked up, his tone cool, “Go dig.”

Zuo Tianfeng’s expression shifted dramatically, “No! You can’t dig up the ancestral grave; you’ll be cursed!”

“Did you not fear a curse when you stole from Miss Si?” Xi Jiang scoffed disdainfully, “Worthless scum.”

Zuo Tianfeng trembled even more violently.

Ifhis ordeal within the Thousand ArmyAlliance was torture,

Then this was a true hell ofsuffering.

What kind ofpeople had Si Fuqing come to know?

Yu Xiheng paid no further attention to Zuo Tianfeng, ascending the stairs.

He knocked before entering.

Si Fuqing was seated by the window, deeply engrossed in her embroidery, which was already two-thirds complete.

Yu Xiheng could immediately tell it was the “Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains” from the Great Xia dynasty.

His beloved image, whom he cherished through countless lifetimes.

The technology of the Great Xia dynasty a millennium ago was not advanced.

Even with MO family’s mechanical arts, it was impossible to reach ten thousand li into the sky or dive three thousand meters under the sea.

Yet, the heavens had shown him mercy, allowing him a dream before his death.

For the first time in that dream, he saw the entirety of this world.

A land won by soldiers, not to be trespassed by others.

Yu Xiheng paused at the doorway for a few seconds before stepping forward.

His hand landed on her shoulder, warm and firm, his voice low, “You’ve been wronged these years.”

Si Fuqing’s hand, holding the needle, paused abruptly.

She did not look up, but her eyes grew slightly heavy.

It felt as though her heart had been gently tapped, sending ripples through her.

Humans are indeed strange creatures.

Despite having managed all these years.

Being told by everyone she had to grow up and eventually walk alone.

Yu Xiheng’s words made her feel genuinely aggrieved.

Si Fuqing rubbed her eyes before looking up, playfully accusing, “Boss, you almost made me cry.”

“Oh?” Yu Xiheng smiled, “Then I should try harder; you haven’t cried yet.”

Si Fuqing stared at him, feeling speechless, “Are you here to comfort me or to bully me?”

Yu Xiheng’s eyebrows lifted slightly, his hand extending, “You’ve been embroidering all day; come take a break.”

Si Fuqing, holding the embroidery, turned away from him, “Changing the subject won’t work.”

At that moment, Feng San appeared: “Brother Nine, it’s five o’clock. What’s for dinner? I need to prepare.”

Yu Xiheng replied softly, “Whatever your lady wishes.”

Feng San paused for two seconds before turning to Si Fuqing.

Si Fuqing immediately turned around, her hands raised„ “Fried chicken and cheese hotpot!”

Since her boss was being so generous, she decided not to dwell on the earlier matter.

The following day, the principal and the director of admissions returned to An City.

After Northern State No.l Middle School’s official Weibo released a formal welcome notice, the students in their senior year taking extra lessons were thrilled.

During the big break, excited screams echoed everywhere..

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