God-Level All-rounder Expert-Chapter 596 - 642, Say it Again with Your Conscience

Fang Yi, of course, didn’t practice the "Jade Maiden’s Heart Sutra" with Xu He. Besides, Fang Yi didn’t know this Cultivation Technique.

Afterward, Fang Yi used other methods to treat Xu He, which made her feel much better.

Fang Yi stayed by Xu He’s side and called Su Ge’er to tell her he wouldn’t be coming back and that he would be taking care of Xu He.

Xu He noticed and asked, "Are you calling a woman?"

"Yep."

"If I’m keeping you over the night and she gets unhappy, what will you do?" Xu He didn’t inquire whether the woman was Fang Yi’s girlfriend; she just wanted to hear what Fang Yi would say.

"Don’t worry, she won’t be unhappy. Let me stay with you, we need to get you well," Fang Yi said.

Xu He felt a touch of warmth in her heart.

"I’ll go get you a cup of hot water," Fang Yi said as he stood up.

Watching Fang Yi’s sturdy back, Xu He felt a warm and indescribable feeling in her heart.

Su Ge’er didn’t stay in the hotel. She changed her outfit, her hair still draped over her shoulders, and her face was made up, yet it concealed her allure and she dressed as an extremely ordinary woman, looking just like an average lady.

Su Ge’er then left the hotel and took a taxi to a quaint spot in Lank City.

This place was full of ancient charm, with houses similar to ancient architectural styles, and towers reaching to the sky, a staircase a hundred feet long led straight up.

Here lay a mountain, and hanging above the mountain gate was a plaque inscribed with three big characters: Iron Fist Sect!

The three characters bore the weight and precision of iron calligraphy, exuding a heavy and focused oppression.

This was none other than the mountain gate of the Iron Fist Sect, with people coming and going, yet none allowed inside.

Although Su Ge’er had camouflaged her charming eyes, appearing as an ordinary woman, her devilish figure still attracted the attention of some.

But Su Ge’er stood immovable like a statue, gazing at the "Iron Fist Sect" inscription, icelike gleams flickering in her eyes as she recalled the events of that year.

The person whose hands were stained with fresh blood had instilled an indelible fear and shadow in Su Ge’er, and she would never forget Wang Jiong for the rest of her life.

And now, that butcher-like figure was the Sect Leader of the Iron Fist Sect.

Taking a deep breath, Su Ge’er’s chest rose and fell. She was so engrossed that she failed to notice several men, who were eyeing her with great desire, drawing closer.

"Hey, beauty, what are you spacing out here for, want big brother to show you a good time?" A young man hopped in front of Su Ge’er.

Su Ge’er raised an eyebrow and then her face broke into a charming smile, enthralling the men thoroughly.

"Sure, I would like to go in there and play, wonder if it’s possible," Su Ge’er pointed at the Iron Fist Sect’s gate.

"Of course, there’s no problem," the young man patted his chest and said: "Leave it to Zhou Kui!"

Zhou Kui’s mind was racing, eyeing Su Ge’er’s tempting form, surely hiding his own intents.

Su Ge’er smiled and followed Zhou Kui into the Iron Fist Sect. The moment she stepped into the sect, a surge of murderous intent unconsciously rose from the depths of her heart.

Under Fang Yi’s care, Xu He’s condition finally improved, and she was no longer feeling so miserable. By the next morning, her pretty face gradually regained its usual flush.

Fang Yi personally cooked and brewed herbal medicine for Xu He. At first, Xu He tasted it and found it too bitter, but Fang Yi pinched her nose and made her drink it down.

In the afternoon, Xu He had to go to the Hong Kong Stadium for a rehearsal. Aside from Wu Han, Fang Yi also followed along.

Upon arriving at the venue, Xu He got busy right away, not even having time for Fang Yi, who was surrounded by a swarm of people—some doing makeup, others choosing outfits, all bustling around non-stop.

Fang Yi finally had a moment to himself and found a spot to smoke when he suddenly thought of Moon City. He took out his phone and called Shen Binnan.

The call connected, but no one answered until Fang Yi dialed a second time when the other side finally picked up.

"Hello," Shen Binnan’s voice came through.

"Hello," Fang Yi said with a smile, "Have you missed me?"

"No!" Shen Binnan’s tone was unequivocal.

"Say it again, touch your heart and tell me again if you’ve missed me."

"I’m touching my chest and I tell you, I really haven’t missed you," Shen Binnan delivered a severe blow to Fang Yi.

"...Alright, it really breaks my heart," Fang Yi sighed.

Inside the president’s office of Longtu Group, Shen Binnan, whose face had been clouded over, finally smiled. This was the first time she had smiled like this in a while, a smile from the heart.

For some reason, after being apart from this guy for so long, she actually found herself missing him a bit.

Shen Binnan was never good at hiding her emotions, but she only did so in front of this guy, especially when teasing him, she would feel inexplicably happy.

"How are you doing over there in Lank City?" Shen Binnan asked.

"Finally showing concern for me, huh," Fang Yi chuckled, "I can’t get enough food, can’t sleep well, and there’s always someone wanting to knock me dead, it’s not so great."

Shen Binnan knew that Fang Yi’s words typically meant the opposite, she said, "Since you say that, I’m relieved now."

"..."

Fang Yi reined in his ’neuroticism’ and said, "How about you, how are things?"

Shen Binnan was silent for a moment and replied, "It’s alright."

Fang Yi said, "Alright means not good. Is the Fang Family causing trouble for you?"

"Yeah."

Fang Yi frowned; Fang Yuying had told him that some people from the Fang Family wanted to cause trouble in Moon City but were ordered back by the old man of the Fang Family. It was possible that some minor players snuck by the old man’s order, and clearly, Shen Binnan was under a lot of pressure.

Fang Yi calculated that it had been over a week since he arrived in Lank City and he needed to hurry back.

After hanging up the phone, a cigarette burned to its end.

By evening, Xu He’s concert officially began.

The fans came with a pilgrim-like fervor, crazy for Xu He, and their numbers could have filled several Hong Kong Coliseums.

But the Hong Kong Coliseum could only accommodate around ten thousand people, so many fans were left outside. However, it didn’t matter; Xu He was going to perform for nine days here, giving Lank City’s fans the chance to attend.

Fang Yi did not take a seat, but stayed backstage, just in case. Xu He’s illness hadn’t completely cleared up, and while it would be best if no incidents occurred, he needed to be able to rush to the stage as fast as possible if something went wrong.

To ensure Fang Yi could move around backstage without any obstacles, Wu Han went to find him a work badge so he could go wherever he wanted backstage without any hindrance.

The fans had all taken their seats, waiting for Xu He’s performance to start.

At the front row of the stage, Li Jiali sat there, a black-clad man on either side, resembling bodyguards.

Li Jiali clenched her fist and said, "Daring to bully Brother Weihao, I will make sure you pay the price."

On the other side of the stage, a boss-like figure sat there, telling the person next to him, "This Xu He is really ungrateful. I want to make sure her concert can’t go on, do you all know what to do?"

"Understood!" Several people around the boss responded.

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