Translator: _Min_
He dashed out eagerly, his feet hovering a few millimeters above the ground, his speed astonishingly fast.
Si Fuqing gazed at the photo frame in her hands, gradually losing herself in thought.
The sound of footsteps heralded Yu Tang’s return. “Qingqing, is he really your uncle? I took a closer look earlier, and he’s quite handsome.”
“I’m not sure,” Si Fuqing collected her thoughts. “Maybe he is.”
“What would you think if he really was?” Yu Tang pursed his lips. “I see they’re all ordinary people. Ordinary people are quite nice, free from the disputes of large families, leading a peaceful life.”
“I’m somewhat afraid and somewhat resistant,” Si Fuqing pondered, then smiled. “Having been alone for so long, I’ve grown accustomed to it. I used to long for a family, but later I felt that I actually don’t need one.”
Yu Tang felt distressed hearing this. “Qingqing…”
“It’s alright,” Si Fuqing patted her head. “If it’s true, then let’s accept it. Having a handsome uncle is pleasing to the eye.”
“Qingqing, it’s okay, we can form a duo of orphans and debut together.” Yu Tang clenched her fist. “You’ll always have me by your side, and if worse comes to worst, we still have Brother Nine. After all, he can act as our guardian.” “Cough, cough, cough!” Si Fuqing choked. “Your dad is still alive, isn’t he?” Yu Tang nonchalantly responded, “I consider him dead.”
Si Fuqing jumped out of bed, donned her coat. “I’m stepping out for a bit. Don’t tell Brother Nine, keep it quiet. I’ll take you for a dungeon raid when I return.”
At the mention of playing games, Yu Tangimmediately betrayed Yu Xiheng, “Okay, no problem!”
Elsewhere, at the Supernatural Management Bureau’s division in the Southern
State.
Guards stood on either side, ready for action.
“Come, make sure to interrogate thoroughly,” Xie Yanqiu commanded as she sat down. “Find out if there’s anyone behind this, get everything out.”
She had previously knocked the Master of Yin-Yang unconscious with a slap in a fit of anger, before having the chance to interrogate him.
The middle-aged man, fully aware of Xie Yanqiu’s temperament, kicked the Master of Yin-Yang lying on the ground several times to no avail. “Chair, he’s passed out.”
Xie Yanqiu grew impatient. “Then use more force. As long as he’s alive and can speak, that’s enough. Do I need to teach you such trivial things?”
Although the Supernatural Management Bureau oversaw all evolved beings within the Great Xia Empire, anything related to the supernatural fell under their jurisdiction.
Masters of Yin-Yang naturally fell within this scope.
However, the Master of Yin-Yang community was quite large and was supposed to be managed by the JI family.
But for some unknown reason, the JI family had chosen isolation and had not made an appearance.
This led to a long period in the past decades where many self-taught Masters of Yin-Yang strayed onto the wrong path.
Stealing fate, luck, and lifespan from others… these were all too common.
The Master of Yin-Yang community was in chaos at that time.
Ordinary people suffered the most.
Back then, Xie Yanqiu had just joined the Supernatural Management Bureau and hadn’t risen to her current position.
Only in the past five or six years, with multiple interventions by the Bureau, did Great Xia finally settle down.
As for the Western Continent Dukedom and Eastern Mulberry, that was beyond their jurisdiction.
Under the middle-aged man’s forceful methods, the young Master of Yin-Yang finally awoke.
He first looked around in fear, spouting a long string of gibberish.
Then, he repeatedly kowtowed, his forehead bleeding from the impact, a ghastly and frightening sight.
Xie Yanqiu, who understood not a word, was baffled. “What gibberish is this?”
After the young Master of Yin-Yang finished kowtowing, he looked at Xie Yanqiu fearfully and began babbling again.
Xie Yanqiu, her patience running thin, pointed to a guard. “You, translate.”
After listening, the guard hurriedly relayed, “He’s begging for mercy, claiming he only wanted to cultivate and didn’t intend to harm anyone. He couldn’t control the yin-yang and five elements within him, which led to the sea tornado outbreak.”
“Such nonsense. Does he think I’m easy to fool? Then why didn’t he cultivate in the East Ridge Sea instead of coming to the South Empty Sea?” Xie Yanqiu scoffed. “Go, contact the head of the Fujisan family now. Let’s see what they have to say!”
The middle-aged man did not dare to delay, immediately dialing the number.
At this time, the Fujisan family was holding a senior family meeting.
“Please hold, elders.” The head of the Fujisan family answered the phone, barely managing a smile. “Hello, may I ask—”
“I’m warning you, Fujisan,” Xie Yanqiu’s voice was icy.. “If I catch another one of your family’s Masters of Yin-Yang causing trouble in Great Xia, harming ordinary people, I’ll trample your Fujisan family flat, even if it means breaking the laws of the Evolved Being Alliance!”