Chapter 471: Identity Revealed, Little Junior Sister (1)
Translator: _Min_
To the president of Tianle Media and Manager Luo, let alone Hilton, the names Chris and Odile were utterly foreign.
Who was Chris?
And who was Odile?
Hilton had no time to ponder these questions, overwhelmed by an unprecedented fear and oppression.
A young star, merely eighteen, exerted pressure on him far beyond his imagination.
Hilton hadn’t anticipated that Si Fuqing’s combat prowess would be so formidable that even Class C evolved beings could not suppress her. In her presence, Class C evolved beings seemed no more significant than ants.
Could it be she was a Class B evolved being?!
But weren’t all evolved beings above Class B under the control of the Supernatural Management Bureau?
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Hilton’s mind was in complete disarray, watching the girl approach like a demon claiming souls.
“It seems you don’t know them.” Si Fuqing, holding a wine bottle, repeatedly tapped his face with it, “Had you known them, I might have spared you and gone directly to them. How come you don’t know?”
“Bringing evolved beings from the Western Continent to Great Xia to run wild, how dare you?”
Before Hilton could utter a word, Si Fuqing raised her hand.
“Bang!”
“Come, you tell me,” Si Fuqing turned, pointing at the president of Tianle Media, “How did those artists die last year?”
The president, suddenly called out, trembled.
He naa no aeslre to divulge sucn matters.
But under Si Fuqing’s silent gaze, he felt immense fear and began, “They... they were dealt with for not obeying the company. It leaked online but was managed.”
Si Fuqing was calm, “And?”
“I can’t remember exactly who, but she wanted to advance her pay for her father’s treatment,” the president struggled to recall, “She was attractive and caught a boss’s eye. I sent her over. Unable to bear the humiliation, she committed suicide, and her father also— Ah!!!”
Another wine bottle exploded on his head, blurring his vision with blood, pain wrenching his insides, as if pierced by a thousand swords. Si Fuqing discarded the broken bottle, standing up, “Shang Lu.”
“Present!” Shang Lu immediately straightened.
“These two,” Si Fuqing pointed at the president and Manager Luo, smiling, “I want them live-streamed on the internet, then sent to the Thousand Army Alliance. I trust your methods.”
Shang Lu solemnly responded, “Certainly.”
His heart was also numb.
Had he not heard it himself, he could hardly believe such deeds were possible.
These were living lives.
“Let’s go, first down.” Si Fuqing grabbed Hilton, “Where are those people?”
“Captain JIANG has arrived, securing all auction items, including many antiques, ready to be handed over to the museum,” Shang Lu reported, carrying Manager Luo and the president behind her, “The young boys and girls, still in shock, are being comforted..”
