After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God-Chapter 1262 - 608 Immortal Idol Si Fuqing 2 updates_2

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Chapter 1262: 608 Immortal Idol Si Fuqing [2 updates]_2

Chapter 1262: 608 Immortal Idol Si Fuqing [2 updates]_2

Si Fuqing withdrew her hand and said indifferently, “Scram.”

The evolved being crawled and rolled back to the middle-aged man’s side, his clothes soaked with cold sweat.

The expression on the middle-aged man’s face had turned extremely ugly.

This was, after all, the Great Xia Empire, where the Evolved Beings Alliance and the supernatural regulatory agency had laid down regulations.

Without permission, no evolved being above Grade B was allowed to use their powers.

The Great Xia Empire was a very mysterious place, perhaps because of the protection of five dragon veins; those who moved against the Great Xia never benefited.

“Miss Si, this matter is clearly beneficial in multiple ways, why must you be so stubborn?” the middle-aged man said sharply, “Are you never going to leave the Great Xia Empire in your life?”

Si Fuqing narrowed her eyes, then suddenly raised her hand.

“Swoosh!”

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The iron rod flew from her hand, its sharp end aimed directly at the middle-aged man.

“Bang!”

The middle-aged man’s knees buckled, and he collapsed onto the ground, his face filled with terror.

Si Fuqing clapped her hands and smiled slightly, “Pathetic.”

Evolved beings who relied only on their abilities were worse than ordinary people.

Eternity Academy taught its students to unleash great combat power even without using their abilities.

That was why the evolved beings from Eternity Academy simply weren’t comparable to other evolved beings.

“Say it again,” Si Fuqing suddenly stopped smiling, her eyes cold, “Scram!”

The middle-aged man was helped up by two evolved beings.

A group of people fled in disarray and soon disappeared.

Quietness returned to the surroundings.

Si Fuqing clicked her tongue.

If this had been in the center city of the Evolved Beings Alliance, she could have sent these people to meet their maker directly.

But in front of her fans, she still needed to be mindful of her image.

Si Fuqing walked forward to pick up the iron rod and returned it to its place.

Turning her head and noticing the girl still in a daze, she raised her eyebrows and shook her hand, “Snap out of it, kid.”

“Ah ah ah!” The girl blushed and stammered excitedly, “Si Fuqing, you scared them all away!”

“Yes, they are bad guys,” Si Fuqing nodded, “If they dare to come again, it won’t be so easy for them to run.”

The girl covered her face, struggling to calm down for quite some time, then coyly asked, “Si Fuqing, do you have any plans after shooting ‘Light’?”

“What plans afterward?” Si Fuqing thought for a moment, “I’ve signed a new variety show with Great Xia TV, and if there’s a suitable script next year, I’ll continue shooting movies.”

A good film or television series is the result of collaboration from multiple parties.

If there’s no suitable director and script, she would rather rest more than take on a bad project.

Currently, Sang Yanqing’s scripts had piled up like a mountain, and even some investors had offered her a terrifyingly high salary that could buy a lot of food for the small white dog, but she still refused.

“Wow, I’ll definitely watch it!” The girl suddenly remembered a crucial issue, looking pitiful, “Si Fuqing, you won’t retire from the industry, right?”

Before this, she could firmly believe that Si Fuqing would not retire from the industry.

But having seen Si Fuqing’s real prowess today, she was genuinely worried that one day a helicopter would whisk Si Fuqing away on some mysterious mission.

“Retire?” Si Fuqing’s eyelashes fluttered down, “With you guys here, I’m not leaving this time.”

This time?

The girl was stunned.

“Alright, it’s getting late, aren’t you a student?” Si Fuqing flicked her finger on the girl’s forehead, “Go home early, and next time don’t just follow me when you see me, what if something happens? You must prioritize your own safety and have the ability to make subjective judgments, understand?”

The girl hesitated for a moment, then nodded, “But you wouldn’t harm me.”

Si Fuqing glanced at her indifferently, “Next time you call me cute again, I just might harm you.”

Girl: “…”

How is such a goddess so cute?

“Being a good idol till the end, kid, I’ll walk you partway,” Si Fuqing put her hat back on, “Let’s go.”

She escorted the girl to the nearest station and made sure that those men wouldn’t come back before leaving.

The girl hadn’t fully calmed down even after boarding the bus.

She took out her phone, her fingers trembling as she typed.

[@Si Fuqing is an Angel: Si Fuqing is so wonderful! I met her today, and she not only treated me to a meal but also demonstrated the Jiang Family Spear, wuuu, why is she so nice?]

This post exploded with comments as soon as it appeared in the forum.

[??? What luck?!]

[Damn, she performed with a spear right in front of you? Darn, why wasn’t I the one to meet the goddess?!]

[Draw swords, love rivals, today it’s either you or me!]

[Who’s crying out of envy, it’s me crying out of envy, I’m going to wander the streets to see if I can encounter my wife, even a signed photo would do.]

The girl happily replied to a few comments, and in her heart, she solidified her decision.

She would forever adore Si Fuqing.

Such an angelic idol couldn’t be found even with a lantern.

**

That evening, in the Lotber family.

The middle-aged man knelt on the ground, not daring to raise his head to look at Marquis Clavel’s face.

“Absolutely useless!” Marquis Clavel coldly stated, “More than a dozen of you, and you couldn’t capture one girl.”

The middle-aged man contended, “Your Highness, in the Great Xia, we dare not use evolved beings’ powers, that’s why…”

Marquis Clavel did not listen to his explanation, “The issue now is I want her to come to me!”

It was indeed difficult to make a move while Si Fuqing was filming in the Great Xia Empire.

“Your Highness.” Suddenly, the Strategist spoke up, “Why not have the young master marry Miss Si? That way, we wouldn’t even need to pay a dowry.”

Marquis Clavel frowned, “Have Will marry her?”

In his eyes, the only one suitable for his son was the Black Swan, Odile.

Si Fuqing still fell far short.