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In his mind, he struggled to connect Mu Qingmeng, who seemed frail and had a heart condition, with the fearsome Thousand Army Alliance.

How could one enter the Alliance without some measure of martial prowess?

But how did Brother Nine know this?

Feng San dared not ask further.

“Enough, let’s not dwell on this,” Yu Xiheng gestured with his hand. “Go and check on her.”

Comprehending, Feng San moved to the rear and drove the carriage over.

Meanwhile, at the Youth With You training center, Si Fuqing left the hospital, bought a few cans of coke, and returned to the program set.

Thankfully, she hadn’t encountered any further device hijacking incidents.

Her six trainees were quite sensible, making her life easy.

Ever since she learned that her students wished to transfer to Si Fuqing’s class, her mood had worsened considerably.

Holding back due to the presence of cameras, Lin Qingyan had repressed her feelings to the point of chest discomfort and had visited the hospital several times.

“Humph, this is their karma for underestimating Teacher Si,” Xu Xiyun sneered. “My judgment was spot-on when I chose her as my teacher.” Xie Yu glanced at him but remained silent.

“Brother Xie, look. At the next performance, almost half of us will be eliminated. We need to get rid of Yan Yuanze,” Xu Xiyun said, irritated. “You are the Likes King; choose him for the battle!”

“Okay,” Xie Yu lazily replied, “Let’s get him out so Teacher Si doesn’t have to be bothered.”

Suddenly, Xu Xiyun, who was browsing news on Xie Yu’s phone, let out a shocked gasp.

‘What? Did you see your beacon of light and justice?” Xie Yu turned to him.

“Nonsense, look at this, Ms. Si,” Xu Xiyun showed Si Fuqing the screen. “The Zuo family is holding another funeral; it’s only been a month. They must’ve angered the gods to have such a sequence of deaths.”

Si Fuqing leaned back and raised an eyebrow, grinning, “They didn’t anger the gods; they angered me.”

Xu Xiyun looked serious, “I understand, Teacher Si. You are a god!”

Si Fuqing:

Although she sometimes indulged in childish fantasies, compared to Xu Xiyun, she felt utterly normal.

“Enough, ” Si Fuqing confiscated the phone. “Things will stabilize from now on.” Xu Xiyun was puzzled.

What do you mean? Are more people from the Zuo familygoing to die?

Xie Yu also approached, slightly bending over, his eyes piercing, “Teacher Si, are you sure you don’t need any help?”

“I’m sure,” Si Fuqing took out her phone. “I have a call to take; please wait.”

Stepping aside, she answered, “Aunt Mu, it’s me. Don’t worry; anxiety isn’t good for your heart. Have you been drinking the tea I gave you on time?”

“Yes,” Mu Qingmeng sighed in relief. “Qingqing, it’s partly my fault; if not for me, you wouldn’t have gotten involved with the Chen family.”

“Why blame yourself? You’re the victim here,” Si Fuqing reassured her. “Rest assured, Aunt Mu. I’ll visit you in Sijiu when I have the time.”

They exchanged a few more words before ending the call.

Mu Qingmeng pondered for a while, “Has the person been brought from Sijiu to here?”

“The person has been detained,” the butler replied. “Due to extreme shock, the person is currently unconscious. The justice division asked if you could come tomorrow to avoid disturbing you with the unpleasant sight.”

“Extreme shock?” Mu Qingmeng scoffed, “Did they think about that when they were hurting others? Tell them not to be lenient on my account.”

Her kindness had almost cost her life, and it had entangled Si Fuqing as well.

Mu Qingmeng might be gentle, but she was no saint.

Even if Mrs. Chen was her own sister, she wouldn’t spare her.

‘Your words will be conveyed, madam,” the butler replied solemnly.

Mu Qingmeng waved her hand, signaling for him to leave.

After thinking for a moment, she made a phone call to Jiang Shuihan. “Little Jiang, it’s Auntie Mu. Um, please select someone from your team who’s agile and skilled to stay in Lin.”

“Yes, to protect Qingqing. She’s a celebrity and attends many events. I’ve noticed her company hasn’t provided her with adequate security. Tell them it’s my directive.”

True to his word, Jiang Shuihan quickly selected a young team member and sent a message to Si Fuqing, asking her to come over.

After making the arrangements, he looked up to find the young man in front of him wearing a dark expression. “What’s with that face?”

“Captain Jiang, I don’t want to stay here,” the young man said, quite displeased.

“Why should I have to stay in Lin? Especially to protect an unknown celebrity?”

There were plenty of wealthy families across the five states of Great Xia. Most looked down on the entertainment industry, except for those who had reached the level of Glenn.

The world’s top actress, Yun Lan, even had fans in the MO family and the Thousand Army Alliance.

But how many Yun Lans could there be in the world?

Aside from those within the circle of elites, the only ones who could command their utmost respect were research scientists and international athletes.

What value does a little-known starlet have that would warrant the protection of the Thousand ArmyAlliance?

“It’s the lady’s directive,” Jiang Shuihan replied, his tone gentle but somehow heavy with authority. “Are you planning to disobey?”

“Captain Jiang!” The young man’s face turned red. “I’m not trying to defy the lady’s orders. I’m saying she doesn’t need our protection. We could easily hire a few guards from the Great Xia Escort Agency.”

“Let’s not rush into anything,” Jiang Shuihan shook his head. “Miss Si still has to make her choice. It may not necessarily be you.”

The young man’s expression turned even grimmer. “Captain, she gets to choose?”

This time, Jiang Shuihan remained silent, standing and waiting.

At six-thirty, Si Fuqing arrived from the training base.

She eyed the disciplined guards of the Thousand Army Alliance, one of whom was glaring at her resentfully. She raised an eyebrow. “Miss Si,” Jiang Shuihan stepped forward. “We meet again. A pleasure.” Si Fuqing nodded. “What’s the matter, Mr. Jiang?

“Here’s the situation,” Jiang Shuihan began. “The Lady wishes to select a guard for you and I have—”

At that moment, the young man interrupted in a low voice, “Captain, if she can withstand three moves from me, I’ll agree to be her guard.” Jiang Shuihan shot him a warning glance. “Shut up.”

The young man reluctantly closed his mouth.

“Hm?” Si Fuqing’s eyes narrowed, focusing on the young man. ‘What did you just say?”

Unable to hold back any longer, the young man raised his voice, “I said, if you can withstand three moves from me, I’ll listen to you.”

At his words, the other guards all turned to look.

Jiang Shuihan’s expression cooled further, his eyes heavy with warning. “Oh,” Si Fuqing scratched her chin, blinking. “So, you want to fight me?”

“Fight?” The young man looked her up and down, clearly contemptuous. “A fight implies equal strength. How many years have I trained? You think you can fight me? You’d be impressive if you can even withstand my moves.”

“So, are you in or not?”

Si Fuqing crushed an empty coke can.

With a “pop,” she tossed it into a distant trash can, hitting the center.

She walked up calmly. “Alright, let’s go..”