The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 989

Chapter 989: 760 Do you know that Yingzi is the Diviner? [1st update]

But that face was extremely familiar to him.

Sage Hermit, Xiu · Kenselder!

Ling Yu’s mind buzzed, as if ten thousand bees were swirling around his ears.

He suddenly recalled that a few days ago Ning Ruo had complained to him about a red-haired flamboyant punk who parked randomly.

He had joked that if the hair color were changed to mist blue, he would have thought it was the Hermit himself.

Ling Yu stared at that tuft of red hair, his spirit collapsing instantly.

It was actually the Hermit?!

The Sage revered as a deity in the City of the World, how could he befriend Ying Zijin and Fu Yunshen, two mortal beings, laughing and chatting?

This was completely beyond Ling Yu’s comprehension.

The lifetimes of the twenty-two Sages were too long.

To them, the fleeting decades of ordinary humans were but a drop in the ocean.

"Lord Hermit!" Ling Yu was petrified, teeth chattering, frantically kowtowing, "Lord Hermit, spare me, spare me!"

Xiu glanced at Ling Yu up and down: "Who are you?"

He truly had no impression of Ling Yu whatsoever.

"0, 006, I am 006!" Ling Yu could barely form words, his body shaking even more violently, "Lord Hermit, every Saturday I’m responsible for maintaining the W network and the NOK forum!"

"006, huh." Xiu nodded slightly, "What about those two people, do they have this mark on them?"

Fu Yunshen picked up a silver cocktail stirrer, lazily looking up: "Don’t ask, he doesn’t know."

Xiu wrinkled his brow: "True."

Hidden so deeply, it’s not something Ling Yu had the qualifications to access.

"Lord Hermit, I haven’t done anything." Ling Yu was flustered, "I really don’t know the effects of that drug, and somehow, I was suddenly stripped of my title and position by Lord Diviner!"

"Oh." Xiu sneered coldly upon hearing this, "Do you not know that the young lady you intended to lay hands on is the Diviner you speak of?"

"She merely stripped you of your position, yet you still lingered around her?"

These words were like a thunderclap exploding in Ling Yu’s ears, leaving his mind completely blank.

Ling Yu’s pupils contracted violently, his face filled with disbelief: "H-Hermit, you, you must be mistaken?"

Ying Zijin, is the Diviner?

But the Diviner also possesses an extraordinarily long lifespan, how could she be someone not even twenty years old?

Ling Yu’s thoughts were in complete disarray, yet the timeline and underlying causes became instantly clear.

No wonder after he sealed the Leaangle Family’s account, the Diviner turned around and sealed his administrator account.

His admin rights were then revoked because he saved photos of Ying Zijin.

If Ying Zijin is the Diviner, everything made sense.

But the age didn’t match at all!

If he had known Ying Zijin was the Diviner, even with a hundred times the courage, he wouldn’t dare entertain any ideas.

She’s a figure equivalent to an Ancestor-level.

Xiu suppressed his anger, delivering a direct kick: "Even I have to show her respect. Who do you think you are?"

Back then, Ying Zijin had helped him a lot.

Her timely disaster predictions allowed him and Strength, Justice, ample time to save world citizens.

She even saved their lives multiple times.

Sages were not immortal gods, combating nature, they too could be injured and fall ill.

Xiu always held deep admiration for Ying Zijin.

Ling Yu completely broke down: "I, I didn’t know... I really didn’t know!"

He collapsed on the ground, his cold sweat soaking through his clothes.

Since he first entertained a harmful thought, there was no turning back.

Xiu stood up, coldly instructing the two Dead Servants beside him: "Lock him up."

The two Dead Servants acknowledged the command and dragged Ling Yu away.

His hysterical screams were ignored, leaving him no chance to struggle.

With absolute concealment, no one would find where Ling Yu was.

It was as if he had vanished from this world.

The bar was left empty, with only Fu Yunshen and Xiu remaining.

Xiu exhaled slowly, still seething: "What trash."

Fu Yunshen prepared a cocktail, pushed it over, and said calmly: "You can’t control everyone."

"Luckily, I only have seven administrators, making restructuring convenient." Xiu sighed, glanced at the man’s handsome features, and joked, "Brother Fu, I was still wondering if you might also be a Sage."

Fu Yunshen lifted his eyelids: "Hmm?"

"When you smile, my pressure becomes immense." Xiu took a sip of his cocktail to calm himself, "Only Chariot gives me the same feeling."

Yet Fu Yunshen had entered the Sage Academy several times without recovering any memories or power.

Xiu dismissed that possibility.

Fu Yunshen remained silent.

He lowered his head, his gaze swept over, noticing a photo on the bar.

His hand paused, and his eyelashes lowered: "Little Fate?"

"It’s the Wheel of Destiny, she’s young." Xiu smiled, "So the other Sages close to her call her that as well. Her title is four words long, and her full name is rather cumbersome."

When mentioning this, Xiu became interested: "Let me show you my sister’s art collection."

He quickly dashed away and soon returned, holding a thick album.

Xiu seemed a bit disheartened: "When she left, the camera hadn’t even been invented yet." 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

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