"You've also hired helpers?" The weasel cautiously retreated a step, its green-bean eyes filled with wariness. Although it talked tough, it couldn't have cultivated from an ordinary wild animal to its current state without any brains.
After confronting them for tens of seconds, it didn't see anyone appear. "You dare play with me, Grandpa Gua Er?!" The weasel was enraged, its human-like eyes staring fiercely at the Fated One. Suddenly, it grinned and tucked its pipe into its belt, transforming into an earthy-yellow shadow that charged over.
As a mustelid, its claws were always formidable. Having cultivated some power, if it truly wanted to get serious, it could easily slash open a person's arteries. Of course, this weasel didn't intend to kill anyone right now.
It just wanted to give these three little brats who dared to mess with it a bit of suffering. It sensed no other living auras within its range, so there was no need to be cautious. It watched as its claws were about to rake out the Fated One's eyes.
"Hmm?" Suddenly, it heard a tender, childlike voice ring out. Its originally agile body froze in mid-air as if it had been petrified. This bizarre scene made the playful look in its eyes disappear instantly, replaced by a bone-chilling fear welling up in its heart. There really is a master here! This was Gua Er's only thought at this moment.
Moreover, the latter hadn't even shown their face yet, and it had lost control of its own body. What was there to even play? Not only that, the next moment, its eyes widened. It saw the three people who had just been fixed in place by its magic had completely regained their freedom.
"Motherfucking little rat, who do you think you're messing with? I'm gonna beat you to death!" Chen Qin, already enraged, had been threatened enough to be filled with fire. As soon as his body could move, he slapped the babbling weasel with two big backhands.
Ever since Gua Er had cultivated intelligence, everyone had been calling him "Great Immortal." He had never suffered such humiliation. His few strands of whiskers stood on end in anger.
Unfortunately, it couldn't move now. No matter how explosive its anger was, it could only act like a grandson. "Master, the weasel has been dealt with. Can you tell me where my brother is now?" The Fated One,
with no time to care about his roommate's fight with the weasel, was now eager to find his brother. He looked around but didn't find any place to hide people. He had to turn his pleading gaze back to the Master.
"Big Brother, lift the bed in the room, oh. He's being hidden underneath," Yaoyao said softly. She had calculated the existence of the weasel from the start. The reason she dared to let the Fated One charge in recklessly was because she was confident she could protect the Big Brother well.
Those traffickers snatched these children because they were good-looking and could be sold for a good price. This weasel was the guardian spirit raised by the traffickers, helping them repeatedly escape police capture with ease.
That was why they hadn't reined in and instead expanded their business even further. If it hadn't been for this time snatching the Fated One's younger brother, Yaoyao wouldn't have been able to uncover this gang. And this weasel, as the core of the trafficking team, by capturing it, she could turn around and capture the rest.
This was no small merit. Yaoyao happily revealed two small, sweet dimples. "Big Brother, then you should handle things yourself first!" Yaoyao didn't know that the netizens had already guessed the truth. She said softly. The Fated One hung up very decisively, not continuing to delay the live stream, directly handing the baton to the next Fated One.
This time, the lucky one was a woman in her twenties. She looked very beautiful, with fair skin, like a delicately carved work of art. "Hello, pretty sister!" Yaoyao instinctively greeted. But when her dark eyes fell on her, they paused slightly.
Because she found a thick gloom gathering at the center of the latter's eyebrows. This wasn't a case of a malevolent ghost causing trouble, but a face that was prone to attracting petty people. Not only that, her Palace of Official Salary was dim. Yaoyao first calculated, then discovered that this lady had lost both legs.
Yaoyao paused, unable to help but offer comfort: "Sister, you must not lose heart, oh. Doctors are so amazing now, you can definitely stand on the stage again." This older sister was a dancer.
Her Palace of Official Salary had previously been bright, indicating that she had achieved great success in dance. For a young, famous prodigy, suddenly losing the chance to stand up must be terribly disheartening.
"You... you... how did you know?" The Fated One's entire body trembled upon hearing the Master's words. Her eyes were filled with disbelief. Before the broadcast,
she had intentionally adjusted the height of the bracket to avoid showing her pair of mechanical prosthetics on camera. But this little doll was able to see through the truth with a single sentence. How could she not be surprised?
Yaoyao smiled: "Of course, it was calculated. I also know, big sister, that you are a very talented dancer, oh!" Seeing the person reveal her profession, this Fated One lost her last trace of doubt.
"Master, please don't praise me anymore; that was all in the past. Now I'm just a legless waste." The Fated One said with a somewhat lonely expression.
With these words, netizens who had seen more suddenly recognized this Fated One's identity.
[Holy crap, isn't this Tang Yue, the lead classical dancer of the Imperial Capital Dance Academy? How did she become so dejected? I almost didn't recognize her.]
[The Master said Chief Tang can stand up again... Am I stuck in the 2G era? Why can't she stand up?]
[The commenter above doesn't know? Sister posted on Weibo last year, saying that she had to leave the dance troupe for health reasons. It's been almost a year since then.]
Back then, this matter had caused quite a stir. After all, this was someone who was at the peak of her career! One should know that sports like dancing don't become more impressive with age.
Once someone gets older, they can't do many movements. That's why being young is the true peak, and to retire at the peak was very shocking.
At the time, the entire Weibo was filled with discussion about this matter. Some speculated that she was sick, others guessed that she had married and had a child... But because that Weibo post didn't clarify the reason, and because the classical dance world was a small circle,
after the heat died down, there was no longer any attention. But hearing the Master's conversation with the Fated One just now, it was clear that the reason for her retirement was definitely not what people speculated online. This time, the netizens' gossiping hearts instantly blazed.
"Miss, what would you like me to calculate this time now that we're connected in the broadcast?" Yaoyao paused, not continuing to dwell on whether she was a waste. It wasn't to avoid bringing bad emotions to the other party,
but more because helping the big sister stand up was something doctors had to do, not what she needed to do in the live stream. "I'm sorry for showing the Master such a sight..." The Fated One keenly sensed this.
Her expression paused slightly. Then, she took a deep breath, adjusted her emotions, and said: "Master, I'd like to ask you to calculate whether my husband... is cheating on me."
Perhaps this question had tormented her for too long. The moment she asked, the Fated One felt as if the stuffiness pressing on her chest had suddenly been released.
She looked straight ahead, very clearly showing that she cared about the answer. Originally, the Fated One was still wondering how to verify the Master, but with the events just now, that process could be omitted.
[Hahahaha, hearing this request, I suddenly laughed.]
[Our live stream's three major services: catching ghosts, catching cheaters, catching murderers. Truly deserving of its reputation, hahahaha!]
Even wealthy celebrities cannot escape this curse. Now another dancer had come; the netizens expressed their excellent acceptance.
Of course, there were also those who were surprised. They didn't know the Fated One was married, their memories having stopped at her retirement. However, that didn't matter. With this question being asked in the live stream, the answer was already clear.
"If I want to see this, pretty sister, you still have to send me a private photo of your husband, oh!" Yaoyao said, not feeling surprised. Having broadcast for so long, using Seven Brother's words,
she had long since graduated. The Fated One was new to the live stream, otherwise, she would have already sent a private message. Now, hearing this request, she nodded and flipped through photos in her album, sending one to the backend.
Yaoyao had been waiting for it. Upon seeing the message notification, she immediately reached out and tapped to open the full-size photo.
What greeted her was a gentle-looking big brother. His appearance was very outstanding, a custom-made suit fitting his trim figure.
Since she had to find out if he was cheating, Yaoyao naturally looked at the latter's Palace of Spouse. Then, having thought she had graduated, Yaoyao, the next moment,
was almost blinded by the rotten peaches blossom flowers slang for romantic entanglements in the latter's Palace of Spouse.
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