Chapter 2 First Encounter

Chapter 2 First Encounter

  The space inside the vehicle was already cramped.

  Now, with another person added, it felt even more confined.

  The temperature subtly rose.

  The closer they got, the stronger the stench of blood became, yet the man showed no wounds.

  Si Fuqing watched him with interest, while simultaneously twitching her ears, clearly catching a series of chaotic footsteps, interspersed with a few gunshots.

  Only then did the man speak: "May I borrow this place, miss, to take shelter?"

  His voice was low and cold, almost mechanical, clearly a disguise to avoid being recognized.

  Yet, his tone still retained his usual refined elegance, but the lowered ending carried a chilling edge, a cruelty etched into his very bones.

  Si Fuqing had no intention of looking at his face again.

  If he was so cautious that he even changed his voice, his face couldn't possibly have been unmasked.

  “Sure, pay up.” She twirled her hair, like a lazy little fox grooming its fur, a smile curving her eyes. “With the money, everything’s fine.”

  The man paused. “That makes sense.”

  He took a jade pendant from somewhere and gently placed it on the dashboard.

  The pendant felt smooth and cool to the touch, clearly a piece of fine jade.

  Si Fuqing put the pendant away and slowly said, “Need any cooperation? I can download some erotic music for you as accompaniment. Do you prefer ‘Majestic’ or ‘Tiger-Eye’?”

  Taking money to do things was the only unchanging principle she had upheld for so many years.

  “No need.” The man said calmly. “This is enough.”

  He lowered his gaze slightly, his excellent eyesight allowing him to see her face clearly. Exceptional beauty

  , with skin as white as ice and bones as jade.

  A rare beauty.

  Si Fuqing shifted her hand to support her head. “As long as you’re not tired.”

  The man’s arm rested on the dashboard, encircling the girl in his arms. With a slight, skillful movement, the car began to sway.

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  Although they were close, the two didn't make any physical contact.

  From the outside, however, the fogged, mottled glass created an illusion of romance, adding a unique allure.

  The series of hurried footsteps stopped at that moment.

  "Where is he? Did he go to the hospital?" an angry voice rang out, then suddenly rose, "What's that over there?!"

  "Whoosh!"

  A blinding light shone on the car, then quickly moved away.

  Seeing the car shake violently, the man cursed, "Where did these two bastards come from, doing this outside the hospital? It's bad luck, aren't they afraid of bringing the dead back to life?"

  "If I didn't have important business to attend to today, I would have snatched this woman!"

  "Stop talking, the mission is important," another man said quickly, "Where did he go? He's not here!"

  "Let's go, into the hospital, keep chasing! We absolutely can't let him get away!"

  The group gradually left, and the surroundings returned to calm.

  Si Fuqing stretched, raising her chin: "Excuse me, let me have a Coke."

  The man stepped back slightly.

  Si Fuqing reached out her right hand to unscrew the bottle cap, but in the next second, she abruptly turned and attacked directly at his shoulder.

  The man's reaction was equally swift; his already dark eyes instantly darkened.

  In less than ten seconds, the two had exchanged over a dozen blows.   

  "Thump!"

  Si Fuqing was slammed into the driver's seat.

  She still couldn't see his face, but she could feel his cold aura, his long, strong arms, and his broad shoulders. Only

  a layer of clothing separated them, and warmth flowed between them.

  "Your wrist is injured and you're weak; you're no match for me." He gripped her uninjured right wrist tightly. "If this continues, I'm not sure what I might do."

  His eyes were expressionless, calm and undisturbed, as if no unexpected event could move him.

  Yet, they exuded a palpable sense of oppression and aggression.

  Si Fuqing blinked, her emotions unwavering, and slowly replied, "Alright."

  "Thank you for today, young lady." The man paused, released her hand, and spoke in a calm, steady, and powerful voice, "If I have the honor of seeing you again, I will come to thank you in person."

  He had come silently and left without a sound.

  The smell of blood dissipated, and Si Fuqing turned on the car's interior light.

  She looked down at her palm.

  A thin, metallic object gleamed faintly in the darkness.

  Although she hadn't won against him, she had managed to steal something from him.

  The Great Xia Empire was divided into many factions

  , but the Mohist School of Zhongzhou was one she recognized.

  The Mohist School was a powerful family in Zhongzhou, renowned for its mechanisms and hidden weapons.

  Its history spanned over a thousand years.

  Si Fuqing seemed lost in thought.

  In her previous life, although she possessed pure Great Xia blood, she hadn't visited the Great Xia Empire much; much of her information came from her second senior brother's intelligence network and friends she'd met online.

  However, whether that man was a member of the Mohist School was irrelevant to her.

  He was right; her current physical strength was too weak.

  "Speaking so formally, you'd think you were from ancient times," Si Fuqing said, putting the hidden weapon in her pocket. "Communicating with you is such a hassle, and I have so many enemies. Who wants to run into you again?"

  She finished the last sip of her cola, tossed it into a nearby trash can, leaned back in her car seat for a long while, and then started the car and drove away.

  **

  Eight o'clock in the morning, the Zuo family. **

  The funeral arrangements for Old Master Zuo were still underway. Zuo Tianbei and Madam Zuo were not present, leaving only a few younger members of the Zuo family.

  "Second sister, this time we finally got rid of Si Fuqing." Zuo Qingya stirred her coffee. "I get angry seeing how good Grandpa is to her. Who does she think she is that Grandpa is so kind to someone outside her family?"

  "And she even went to the entertainment industry! It's laughable. The people in the entertainment industry who criticize her line up all the way overseas. She has no self-awareness whatsoever."

  Zuo Qingya knew very well what kind of reputation Si Fuqing had in the entertainment industry.

  Absolutely terrible. A star who can't do anything right, and whose face is unattractive—what kind of popularity could she possibly have?

  Sometimes, when she felt like it, she would hire a group of online trolls to smear Si Fuqing.

  As the third young lady of the Zuo family, Zuo Qingya looked down on the entertainment industry and never watched talent shows. She only downloaded and watched them after hearing that Si Fuqing had embarrassed herself on "Youthful Days."

  She was happy to see netizens criticizing Si Fuqing.

  Zuo Xianyu didn't comment, only saying, "Let's keep quiet."

  She wasn't saying this to defend Si Fuqing, but rather because Si Fuqing wasn't worth her attention.

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