Chapter 306 - 306: Luck Lost, Retribution Arrives

Chapter 306 - 306: Luck Lost, Retribution Arrives

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Gu Wenzhu felt as if all sounds had been swept away.

Everything fell into a deep silence.

Only the face before him, dimming the brilliance of a thousand lights, remained.

“You—” Gu Wenzhu’s eyes widened in disbelief, “Yun Lan?!”

He staggered, nearly falling.

Si Fuqing extended her hand, steadying the elder.

She embraced him, sighing, “Teacher, it’s me.”

“How can you... how can you...” Ancient Wen Zhu, usually so meticulous, was now somewhat disoriented, stuttering, “Have you become young again?!”

The last time he saw Yun Lan, she was 22.

Five years had passed, yet she looked even younger?

Gu Wenzhu’s mind struggled to comprehend.

He gazed at Si Fuqing, his eyes gradually reddening.

He remembered a similar scene, much like the first time he met Glenn years ago.

The girl stood beneath the steps, her eyes curved in a smile, youthful arrogance and recklessness in her gaze.

She was born with the heart of a mighty one, destined to soar across the lands.

No shackles in this world could hold her.

Even if brambles lay ahead, she’d stride through them with ease.

That was Yun Lan’s demeanor, her unique gaze.

But it wasn’t her face.

“I know you believe in me, teacher.” Si Fuqing simply smiled, softly saying, “So I don’t need to explain anything.”

Gu Wenzhu fell silent.

After a while, he sighed, “If I don’t believe in you, who will? You’re my student, after all.”

Si Fuqing’s eyelashes fluttered, about to speak.

“This isn’t the place to talk.” Gu Wenzhu patted her shoulder, his eyes softening, “Let’s find a private room.”

Following him, Si Fuqing glanced around, surprised, “Qu Lingyun didn’t come?”

“Why should he?” Gu Wenzhu was irritable at the mention of Qu Lingyun, “He couldn’t even find you. So much for the ‘Top Director of the Great Xia Empire.’ What use is he?”

Si Fuqing paused, reminding, “Teacher, in this appearance, anyone would struggle to find me.” Gu Wenzhu:

He grumbled, “Either way, he’s useless!”

“Sure, sure.” Si Fuqing smiled, then turned serious, “I didn’t want to see him anyway. It’s enough to see you, teacher.”

This pleased Gu Wenzhu immensely, “Yun Lan, you understand. Lingyun always irritates me. Traveling around the Great Xia Empire with him could drive anyone mad.”

They entered a private dining restaurant.

“Not now.” Si Fuqing’s gaze darkened, “I need to gather information about the explosion in the Free State. Plus, you haven’t regained your strength, nor have I. We know the chaos there.”

“So, I can’t contact them proactively. Teacher is different. No one in the sect knows Yun Lan is me. Even if the film industry is chaotic, they don’t throw bombs at each other.”

Little Bai seemed disheartened.

Even it didn’t understand how its powers had vanished.

But to reunite with its dog owner was a fortunate stroke in an otherwise unlucky situation.

Gu Wenzhu turned back, “What are you barking about there?” Si Fuqing:

She stuffed Little Bai into her bag, speaking slowly, “Nothing.”

Gu Wenzhu was skeptical.

His student’s recent behavior was peculiar, conversing with a dog. It seemed he needed to find her a neurologist.

Meanwhile, in the Zuo family villa.

Zuo Tianfeng expressed his concern, “Xianyu, your uncle mentioned you’ve been off your game at work recently. You should take a leave. It’d be bad if you make more mistakes.”

Zuo Xianyu, massaging her head, sighed, and could only agree, “Yes.” This was indeed strange.

She was getting enough sleep and wasn’t overtired, so why were these mistakes happening at work lately?

Although they were minor and quickly rectified, preventing worse outcomes.

But if this continued, a severe mistake could occur at any time.

In the business world, even a small error could lead to a loss of billions for a company.

The shareholders, who once praised her, now looked at her differently.

Zuo Xianyu was in an extremely bad mood.

But she had no outlet for her frustration.

“Alright, I’ll arrange for your leave. You and your mom can take a trip to the neighboring cities, or even go abroad, to relax,” Zuo Tianfeng said.

“How’s my mom?” She asked.

“She’s at the beauty salon recently. Her skin’s been acting up,” Zuo Tianfeng replied nonchalantly, “She suddenly had an allergic breakout yesterday. Just detoxifying.”

Zuo Xianyu’s heart skipped a beat.

Mrs. Zuo always took meticulous care of her skin, using custom skincare products. How could she suddenly have a breakout?

Such occurrences were common.

Yet, when all these events collided, she felt something was off.

Zuo Xianyu pursed her lips slightly, thinking she needed to visit a temple herself.

Just a few days ago, she had gone to Liushan Temple, but Master Miaoguang refused to meet anyone from the Zuio family, shutting his doors.

Grandma Zuo had been continuously in the prayer hall these days, often muttering incomprehensible words.

Zuo Qingya had been transferred to a prison in Sijiu City, and was unreachable.

These last two months had indeed been bizarre.

At that moment, the landline rang.