Chapter 300 - 300: Mental-boomed, You Are Really a Celebrity?!(2)

Chapter 300 - 300: Mental-boomed, You Are Really a Celebrity?!(2)

Translator: _Min

“And moreover, since they’ve gone to such lengths to set up this kind of array, there must be some similarities between the plunderer and the one whose luck is being stolen. This way, it’s easier to seize the luck. It’s like trying to fit a round cake into a round mold; if the mold is square, something will always be missing. ”

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.”

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?!”