Chapter 948: Torturing the Ji Family! The Same Temper (2)

“The consent form was for both body donation and severing ties,” the deputy unfolded the consent form again, seemingly with a sigh. “How could you, Mr. Ji, not have carefully read such an important clause?”

Ji Longtai felt a wave of dizziness and could barely stand. “You… you tricked us!”

These words caused JIANG Shuihan’s expression to turn cold, and his smile vanished. “As far as I know, Miss Qingyao was abandoned by both of you to the Thousand Army Alliance since childhood. You have not shown her any parental love. It seems that having one daughter is enough for you two. I have other matters to attend to, so I will take my leave.”

Without giving Ji Longtai a chance to respond, JIANG Shuihan left with his team members.

The door slammed shut with a “bang.”

Although it was already late spring, the living room of the Ji family felt as cold as an ice cellar.

“Longtai, about the Thousand Army Alliance…” Mrs. Ji’s lips trembled, never expecting things to turn out this way.

Ji Longtai didn’t respond. He was trying to call Ji Qingyao, but after several attempts, he couldn’t get through.

With a loud “smack,” he threw his phone away, his expression extremely grim.

Ji Qingyao’s severed ties with the Ji family were of no concern to Ji Longtai. What he cared about was the relationship between the Ji family and the Thousand Army Alliance.

Originally, sending Ji Qingyao to the Thousand Army Alliance was meant to secure a strong backing, but now they had lost that support and even made an enemy.

What to do?

Ji Longtai was filled with regret, his remorse forming a river within him.

But he knew it was too late to turn back.

Why didn’t he read that consent form carefully before signing it?

Ji Qingwei, observing Ji Longtai’s changing expressions, tightened her grip. “Dad, Mom, don’t be sad. I will work hard.”

Mrs. Ji forced a smile, but the emotion of regret was growing wildly in her heart. She didn’t utter any words of praise for Ji Qingwei, completely ignoring her.

**

Meanwhile, in the Eternity Continent.

Si Fuqing had caught a bucket full of fish and cleaned the scales and guts before handing them over to the Master of Ghost Valley.

The Master of Ghost Valley skillfully skewered the fish onto branches and began roasting them over the fire.

Soon, Si Fuqing smelled the enticing aroma and clapped her hands. “Hey, Master, it’s been a while, but your fish roasting skills have improved.”

“Indeed, it’s been quite a while,” the Master of Ghost Valley replied, placing the most tender parts of the fish onto a plate for her. “It’s been two or three hundred years. Given your cooking skills, expecting you to learn how to cook is like expecting pigs to climb trees.”

Si Fuqing pondered for a moment. “Master, have you ever thought that even if pigs learn to fly, I might still not be able to cook?”

The Master of Ghost Valley was speechless.

He sighed, lamenting that while the heavens had closed the door to his beloved student’s culinary skills, he, with his serious cravings for good food, was left in sorrow.

The Master of Ghost Valley, now in a bad mood, handed over another piece of roasted fish. “So, did you possess and reincarnate?”

“I don’t think so,” Si Fuqing paused. “I always feel like this body is mine, but I can’t quite explain the situation.”

It was true that her master easily accepted her dying and coming back to life, given the fantasy setting of “Eternity.”

The Master of Ghost Valley scrutinized her for a moment, frowning. “Even I can’t tell. Maybe when that old guy comes out of seclusion, I’ll take you to see him and figure out what’s going on.”

Si Fuqing sincerely suggested, “Master, you should stop smiling so kindly while beating people up. It’s not good.”

The Master of Ghost Valley glanced at her. “If I recall, you like doing that too.”

Si Fuqing was silent.

She finally understood that her quirky temper was influenced by her master.

She originally had a very good temper and was a sweet little angel, but following her master’s example, she had gone down an irreversible path.

Si Fuqing had set her game mode to Abyss Mode.

In Abyss Mode, the game time and real-time ratio was 100:1.

After spending ten days with the Master of Ghost Valley, she emerged from the game pod, and only six hours had passed in reality.

In Yaonian, seeing her safe and sound, breathed a sigh of relief. “So soon? How was it, Qingqing?”

“All good now,” Si Fuqing wiggled her hand. “Completely recovered. Don’t worry, uncle. Winning the competition will be easy.”

“That’s great to hear,” In Yaonian smiled with relief. “Miss Yue said your manager called. She probably has something important to discuss.”

Si Fuqing nodded. “Alright, I’ll call her back.”

She went to the living room and took the phone from Yuejian. “Hello, Sister Sang.”

“How’s your hand?” Sang Yanqing asked anxiously. “The doctor said you shouldn’t touch games for a while. We should take a break to avoid worsening the injury.”

“My hand is fine now,” Si Fuqing replied. “It’s just a game, not piloting a bomber.”

Sang Yanqing was silent for a moment. “… After a few days, are you already piloting a bomber?”

Si Fuqing said calmly, “I’m waiting for Brother Nine to buy me one.”

“Alright then, just retweet the OPL season-opening promotion on Weibo,” Sang Yanqing trusted her. “I’ll pick you up for the flight tomorrow morning.”

Si Fuqing retweeted the promotional Weibo post and added a cheering emoji.

[Is my dear Qingqing’s hand okay? I’m so worried.]

[It’s alright if you lose, wife, you’re the best anyway!]

[I’ve already got my ticket for the live event. Betting on a championship, no objections, right?]

[Championship, really? The Western Deities team is the absolute world number one, no dark horse can compare.]

[Why is Si Fuqing being so reckless? With a fractured hand, how can she play games? If the Five States team loses, it will be a disgrace to Great Xia internationally.]