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“Wow, Shiyan, I didn’t know you were such a compassionate gentleman towards ladies,” Shen Xingjun expressed in surprise. “We’ve known each other for so long, and I’ve always thought you were immune to the opposite sex. And now, you’re actually going to a performance.”

Yu Xiheng was the epitome of a gentleman.

He wasn’t cold-hearted but was courteous and elegant to everyone, regardless of gender.

Yet Shen Xingjun had never seen any romantic interests around him.

Si Fuqing was the first, albeit as a personal bodyguard.

Yu Xiheng spoke softly, “Young girls should be cherished.”

Seeing her in a general’s battle attire yesterday had inevitably reminded him of the soldiers under his command.

In those days of warfare, when battle smoke rose along the borders and the court was conscripting troops everywhere, how many young men went to battlefields at 14 to safeguard the peace of Great Xia, only to die by 22, unable even to leave a complete corpse behind.

He didn’t want such scenes to be repeated.

Young people today should have a bright future.

Perhaps, this was the reason he persisted.

Shen Xingjun glanced once more at Si Fuqing’s photo and nodded, “True. If I had such a beautiful daughter, I’d also treasure her like a gem.”

Yu Xiheng finished writing the last character and set down his brush, “What brings you to Lin again?”

“It’s my grandfather. A package passed through customs a few days ago, shipped from Eastern Mulberry,” Shen Xingjun sighed. “But the sender was from the JI family. Now I’m here in Lincheng to find out who received this package and to look for any members of the JI family.”

“As you know, those Masters of Yin-Yang from the JI family are incredibly skilled. They can even erase traces of their deliveries using Yin-Yang forces.

Where would an ordinary person like me even begin to look?”

The Shen family ranked seventh among the ten wealthy families of Sijiu City.

“What’s with the JI family going into seclusion?” Shen Xingjun felt helpless. “We sometimes have to go all the way to Eastern Mulberry just to find a Master of Yin-yang. ”

Yu Xiheng looked at him with an elbow propped on the table, “They find you annoying.”

Shen Xingjun choked a little, “You don’t have to be so brutally honest.”

“Uncle Nine, the car is ready!” Feng San ran up again. “We should hurry to get good seats; people are already lining up.”

Before Shen Xingjun could say anything more, he saw Feng San eagerly pushing Yu Xiheng into the small elevator to go downstairs.

The thought that Yu Xiheng was actually going to a performance left Shen Xingjun lost in contemplation.

Had Yu Xiheng gone mad?

It seemed so.

The more Shen Xingjun saw of the changes in Yu Xiheng, the more curious he became about Si Fuqing.

After some thought, he made a call to the Shen family to secure a ticket to the performance for himself as well.

By six o’clock in the evening, the area outside the performance venue was already packed, a dense crowd of people.

Many were fans who hadn’t managed to buy tickets and were now waiting outside with support signs.

After all, Si Fuqing’s fanbase had only surged in the last two or three days, and tickets had been sold out since last month.

People were posting on social media forums.

[Has everyone managed to get tickets for the next performance? I bought a hundred, and I’ll give some away in the comments below this post!]

[Rich sister, take me with you!]

[Rich sister, I’m hungry, feed me!]

[Here, here, I’m only here to see Si Fuqing today!]

[Never seen anyone as laid-back as her. She doesn’t post anything on social media, not even a picture, so annoying!]

[Those at the venue, get your cameras ready. Those watching the live stream, be prepared to screenshot at any moment!]

The atmosphere gradually heated up, and at seven o’clock, the performance officially began.

The familiar theme music intro sounded, and the fans cheered. The venue was instantly electrified.

The host descended on a platform that appeared at the center of the stage.

“I’m sure you’re all disappointed that I’m hosting again,” he chuckled. “But our group’s initiator will soon return from abroad, and you’ll see her at the next performance!”

Cheers erupted from below.

Si Fuqing, resting her chin on her hand, raised an eyebrow.

Since her awakening, she had never met this group initiator.

She was a star who had won the title of Great Xia’s Best Singer at just 26.

The production team had gone to great lengths to hire this true star.

For the past two weeks, she had been abroad, attending an award ceremony at someone’s invitation.

If one were to talk about who had the strongest credentials in the “Youth With You” production team, neither Li Jingchen nor Lin Qingyan could hold a candle to this authentic star.

“Most of you are already familiar with our mentor team, so I won’t go into great detail,” the host continued. “But there is one person who deserves another introduction..”