The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 977

Chapter 977: 751 are all Sages, Emperor Ying takes action [Chapter 2]

Very flamboyant, like a flame.

"Great, you’re all here." Xiu took off his sunglasses and glanced at Ying Zijin and Fu Yunshen, "It’s been a while. I just found a new bar yesterday, shall we grab a drink?"

After speaking, he ran a hand through his hair, full of himself, "How’s my new hair color?"

Ying Zijin looked up, raised an eyebrow, "It fits your vibe."

"Of course, I’ll show Norton when I get back someday." Xiu opened the car door, "Hop in."

Di Wu Yue hesitated for a moment, "Can I come too?"

"Get in, newbie." Fu Yunshen pulled Ying Zijin closer, smirked, and lazily chuckled, "Just don’t be that kid who interrupts couples."

Di Wu Yue decisively chose the front passenger seat, patting her chest in assurance, "I promise I won’t be a third wheel."

After getting in, she gazed at the luxurious sports car, her eyes gleaming.

"Who’s the little girl?" Xiu pointed at Di Wu Yue, amused, "Carrying gold around, robbing banks before smashing things?"

Hearing this, Di Wu Yue immediately hugged her gold tightly, "Nonsense, this is my payment for fortune-telling."

Hearing this, Xiu looked serious, "Fortune-telling?"

"My name is Di Wu Mingyue, I’m eighteen." Di Wu Yue was proud, "The best fortuneteller in the Imperial City, they all call me Di Wu Master."

Xiu: "..."

What a teenage fantasy girl.

"She’s my apprentice," Ying Zijin said, "good divination talent, if you can’t find me, find her."

"Impressive." Xiu was genuinely intrigued, "Honestly, I’ve been needing some divination lately."

For some reason, he had an uneasy premonition lately.

As if something significant was about to happen.

Such unease was inexplicable.

The last time Xiu felt this way was back in 2012.

Usually, before a major disaster, the sages have an intuition,

but Xiu had asked Norton about it, and Norton showed no reaction.

He wondered if he was just being too sensitive.

"Sure, no problem." Di Wu Yue agreed readily, "But you have to pay."

Since it was her master’s friend, she wouldn’t scam him.

"Okay." Xiu agreed easily, "Figure it out for me, and I’ll give you this car, how about that?"

Di Wu Yue counted with her fingers, then quietly turned her head, "Master, are there this many rich fools in the city?"

Ying Zijin: "..."

What kind of people had she gotten to know?

Ning Ruo saw the four of them chatting and laughing, ignoring her entirely.

The anger and resentment in her heart grew, she looked coldly at Xiu, "Almost hit someone, and not even a single apology?"

Bright red hair, where did this nouveau riche non-mainstream punk come from.

"Oh, sorry, sorry." Xiu wrote an electronic check, still very polite, "Compensation for you, your shoes were worth a thousand five, ten times that should be enough."

Ning Ruo’s face turned green, "Are you insulting me with money?"

"No, no, no, you misunderstood me." Xiu was puzzled, but still very patient, "It’s really just compensation."

After speaking, he pressed the automatic driving button, and the sports car lifted off.

Leaving a puff of exhaust in Ning Ruo’s face, speeding away.

In the car.

Ying Zijin raised a hand to feel the man’s forehead, "Another nightmare?"

"Yeah." Fu Yunshen replied calmly, "I’ve been a bit tired lately, just had a little rest earlier, and got trapped in a nightmare."

He turned his head, his light amber eyes gentle, "Luckily you called and woke me up."

"Just now, Xize told me he’s been dreaming too." Ying Zijin opened her bag, "Mom has also been dreaming more after waking up, I just mixed a new calming medicine yesterday, have some."

Fu Yunshen looked at the small jade vial in his hand, closed his eyes, and smiled.

He felt like he gambled with several lifetimes of luck to meet someone like her.

**

Meanwhile.

Inside Lorentz Auction House.

Xize calculated the money he lost today, heart aching terribly.

If it weren’t for the fact that this fortuneteller had the same black hair and black eyes as his boss, giving him a good impression, he wouldn’t have fallen for the fortuneteller’s trick.

"Sir, the woman you wanted us to catch fled in a sports car." The steward came back, wiping sweat, "That car looks like a new product released on the W Web yesterday, selling for 1.2 billion."

Xize rubbed his chin, "That fortuneteller wouldn’t have stolen someone’s car, would she?"

The steward was stunned, "No... couldn’t be, right?"

"Why not?" Xize snorted, "Look at her greed for money, she compromised for two pieces of gold, where would she get money for a car?"

The steward quickly bowed his head, "Then sir, should we search the whole city for her?"

"It’s alright, no need to make a big fuss, I’ve already remembered her." Xize smiled, "She’s five-foot-one, at this height, one punch, one down."

Tomorrow is September 1st, the day to meet the Sages.

Dean Norman, to prevent Ying Zijin from blowing up the Sage Academy, had called her in ahead of time to give instructions.

Ying Zijin listened patiently and looked up: "Professor, have you heard of Xiluo?"

"Xiluo?" Dean Norman was taken aback, uncertain, "Is she your aunt’s twin sister?"

"That’s her."

"Oh, I’ve heard of her from Xiao Xinnai." Dean Norman said, "The two of them are fraternal twins; one went into the institute as a child, the other to the Sage Academy."

"I must say, Xiao Xinnai nearly blew up the Sage Academy when meeting the Sages because of Xiluo."

Dean Norman continued: "Xiluo is competitive, always striving to be the best."

"But as you know, the human body has its limits; no matter how high one’s combat power, it cannot surpass advanced technological weapons."

Ying Zijin mused, "So she lost to my aunt?"

"That’s correct." Dean Norman nodded, "Xiao Xinnai used a laser cannon, and Xiluo was only 16, how could she win?"

"I see." Ying Zijin yawned, "I’ll try my best not to blow up the Sage Academy."

Dean Norman: "..."

He felt even less reassured.

Ying Zijin exited the dean’s office and returned to the lab.

Only to see dozens of students from the Biogenetics Institute gathered at the door.

She raised her eyes, "Senior Sister Ye."

"Junior Sister Ying." Ye Siqing, seeing her, sighed in relief, "You’re back."

Ying Zijin glanced over, "Them?"

"Junior Sister Ying might not know, before the annual audience with the Sages, the Genetics Institute and the Engineering Institute compete every year." A high-level student spoke, "Whoever wins can bring more resources to their faculty."

The Sage Academy has been secretly suppressing the Engineering Institute.

Previous competitions were won by the Genetics Institute.

If they lose again this time, the resources for Engineering Institute students will be cut, and technology might stagnate.

This is something even tutors can do nothing about.

Standing at the forefront of the Biogenetics Institute is this year’s top entrant, Lan En.

Also the focus of the Sage Magician’s attention.

"Alright." Ying Zijin flexed her wrists and looked up, "So, what are we competing in?"