After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God-Chapter 1112 - : 532 Kicked an iron plate! His Majesty’s schemes [2 updates]

Chapter 1112: 532 Kicked an iron plate! His Majesty’s schemes [2 updates]

He wanted to see who had the audacity to oppose the Kusonoki family!

“Mr. Taigan, the opponents even dared to strike the young lady lethally, they must be quite powerful,” the butler said, beads of cold sweat forming on his forehead, “If we go there, what if—”

“Report back to the family first.” Kusonoki Taigan sneered, “I’ll go there with the security teams, and let them know exactly who they’ve provoked!”

Having kicked a steel plate, did they still think they could be unscathed?

Surely they were dreaming.

The butler complied and went to find the chief steward.

...

**

Meanwhile.

After parting with Kusonoki Akatsuki, Si Fuqing asked her to look after the injured Xie Yu during this short period before she headed back to North State.

After returning to the film crew, she didn’t rest but worked overtime to finish two scenes.

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All the fight scenes in “The Nation’s Heroine” were real, without any stunt doubles.

Naturally, Si Fuqing was genuinely thrown around as well.

Although she was an evolved being, she still had a flesh-and-blood body.

After one scene, there were many bruises on her body.

Even Director Lu couldn’t watch any longer and wanted to hire a few stunt doubles, but Si Fuqing refused them all.

The consequence of her refusal was that she had to lie prostrate on a couch while Yu Xihang applied medicine to her.

His fingertips carried a slight warmth, which, along with the cold ointment, landed on her skin, creating a strange current.

Si Fuqing couldn’t help but move slightly.

A voice immediately came from above, “Don’t move.”

Si Fuqing’s voice muffled in the pillow, “It’s ticklish.”

Yu Xihang’s voice was faint, “If it’s ticklish, why didn’t you take more care?”

“I’m dedicated,” Si Fuqing languidly replied, “It’s just bruising, these little injuries aren’t painful to me.”

Yu Xihang’s hand paused momentarily, and after a long while, he sighed, “Others are being bullied, and you rush over immediately.”

Never thinking about yourself.

He applied the ointment to the last bruised spot, his tone cool, “There, done.”

Si Fuqing flipped over and sat up, blinking her eyes, “Brother Nine, rest assured, if someone bullies you, I’ll be the first to disagree, and I’ll rush over immediately!”

In that few seconds of eye contact, Yu Xihang looked away.

He knew she had misunderstood his intentions, but he didn’t correct her, just smiled, “Then I look forward to it.”

“What’s there to look forward to? It’s better if it doesn’t happen,” Si Fuqing said as she moved her shoulders, “But speaking of which, you have immense power, who would dare to bully you?”

“Far in the horizon, yet close at hand,” Yu Xihang propped his head, his smile deepening, “Miss, you don’t know?”

“Damn!” Si Fuqing instantly came to a realization, immediately picking up a pillow to throw at him, “When have I ever bullied you? It’s clearly you who bully me, you Black-hearted Monster.”

Yu Xihang remained motionless, allowing her to strike.

Si Fuqing threw the pillow a couple of times, then stopped.

His eyes deep and moist, reminding one of a rain-soaked plush toy, pitiful.

Si Fuqing felt a pang in her heart.

It seemed indeed a bit like she was bullying him.

She gazed at him somberly for several seconds, then suddenly said, “You’re so mean.”

Yu Xihang’s eyebrows flickered slightly, “How so?”

“That look on your face, deliberately gaining my sympathy,” Si Fuqing accused, “I won’t be fooled by you!”

Yu Xihang sighed, “I’m sorry.”

Caught in the act.

It seemed he would have to change his tactics.

**

The next day at noon, Kusonoki Akatsuki was training in the Training Room.

A shadow appeared on the wall of the Training Room, and at the same time, her Tsurugi Sword seemed to sense something and vibrated.

The shadow gradually became clearer, the figure tall and upright.

“It’s you,” Kusonoki Akatsuki did not turn around, her expression indifferent, “She just left, you are late.”

“I’m currently unable to see her,” YUAN Mingchi bowed slightly, “I’m here to see you.”

Kusonoki Akatsuki then turned around, “To see me?”

You don’t need to be face to face to play games.

“Yes, Yamata no Orochi misses you,” said YUAN Mingchi, “I brought it to visit.”

The moment it saw the Tsurugi Sword, Yamata no Orochi dashed towards it, all eight tails wrapping around the sword.

Kusonoki Akatsuki hesitated slightly but eventually restrained herself from shaking off Yamata no Orochi.

She breathed slowly, telling herself to accept this foolish familiar for the sake of YUAN Mingchi, who took her on raids.

After a full ten minutes, under the killing gaze of Kusonoki Akatsuki, Yamata no Orochi finally had enough and reluctantly returned.

Even though Yamata no Orochi was just a spiritual entity, Kusonoki Akatsuki still expressionlessly picked up a handkerchief and meticulously wiped the Tsurugi Sword clean.