After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God

His voice was indiscernible with joy or anger, ‘Yu Tang.”

“Uncle Nine!” Yu Tang hurriedly shut her computer, “I’m going to sleep right now, right now!”

“Be cautious online,” Yu Xihe spoke with a cool tone, “Understand the background of the people you meet, especially the opposite sex, before befriending them.”

“Don’t be fooled by a game character’s handsome appearance; the real person might be a hobo.”

Yu Tang was confused.

What did I do online?’

Unable to grasp Yu Xiheng’s attitude, she humbly accepted the lecture, “Uncle Nine, you’re right. I’ll definitely be careful and not let anyone deceive me emotionally or financially.”

Yu Xiheng replied calmly, “Mhmm, I don’t trust your intelligence.”

Yu Tang felt indignant, “Uncle Nine, I did get through the independent recruitment of Great Xia University and also entered the international joint examination. How can you insult my intelligence!”

If she hadn’t been reluctant to go abroad, she would have taken the international joint examination.

“You believe whatever anyone tells you,” Yu Xiheng commented dryly, “And play less of those games. You won’t even know if you’re being deceived.”

While agreeing outwardly, Yu Tang thought to herself she wouldn’t listen, “Uncle Nine, you should rest well too.”

She ended the call.

Humph, she wouldn’t tell her Uncle Nine that Qingqing was NINE the God. Between the game and reality, she needed to occupy some of Qingqing’s time in one of them.

After ending the call, Yu Xiheng finally turned to his computer, clicked to revive, and launched an attack.

“Zing!”

The sound of the instrument resonated, accompanied by the wind!

Si Fuqing had been staring at the fallen body, so she sensed the moment the white-robed bard revived and struck.

“Boom!”

The sound waves from the instrument clashed with the sword blade.

Neither could overpower the other.

For a full ten minutes, Si Fuqing didn’t manage to kill her opponent again.

[Current][NINE]: Good lord, you can manage to keep up with me. Well, it’s late today, we’ll battle another time.

[Current][Jiu]: Same to you.

[Current][Jiu]: And a word of advice, you can’t just deceive young girls online by disguising yourself.

Si Fuqing was speechless

What’s wrong with her flirting with other girls?

Any issue with that?

The other option was to flirt with an animal like JI Xingzhi in the game?

She preferred flirting with girls.

[Current][NINE]: I get it, you’re jealous of me. Look, your name is so similar to mine, and you only appeared after I retired from the game. Too bad, girls just like me, what can you do?

[Current][Jiu]: Your thoughts are indeed a bit muddled.

[Current][NINEJ: That’s just envy and jealousy, I won’t stoop to your level, I’m off.

The bard class, much like the healer, was a supportive role.

But while healers could use poison to kill, bard could only heal.

For a player to utilize the offensive capabilities of a bard to this extent was indeed impressive.

Si Fuqing decided to create another account to practice the bard class.

To know oneself and one’s enemy is to be undefeated in a hundred battles.

In the same villa, separated by just one floor.

Upstairs, Yu Xiheng also clicked to exit the game.

His brow furrowed slightly.

He had heard much about NINE, but NINE first appeared nine years ago at the game’s launch.

By now, NINE would be at least thirty, a whole generation older than Yu Tang.

He knew many in the game idolized NINE, often through rose-colored glasses.

He needed to be vigilant.

Yu Xiheng placed his cup on the table.

At that moment, his phone rang.

The caller ID was encrypted, showing up as a blank.

“Yes, it’s me,” Yu Xiheng spoke, unflustered, “Go ahead.”

“Sir,” the voice of the chief investigator on the other end was respectful, “We’ve been secretly ensuring the safety of Mr. Gu Wenzhu. Glenn’s public safety is usually good, and Mr. Gu has been safe.”

“But a few days ago, Mr. Gu took a flight to the Great Xia and met up with Qu

Lingyun.”

Yu Xiheng raised his tone slightly, “Oh?”

“After investigating, we found that Mr. Gu had asked us and T18 to trace the IP address of an email before he left,” the voice continued, “We couldn’t pinpoint the exact location or identify the sender.”

“We speculate that given Mr. Guts excitement and the known email address, it might be related to Teacher Yun Lan, perhaps indicating a comeback.”

Yu Xihe’s eyes shifted slightly, “Yun Lan…” He was not unfamiliar with that name..