“I—I’m okay. Oh, right! Fangfang! Fangfang, are you alright?”
Hearing Yan Qi’s question, Ma Hongxin—who hadn’t immediately recognized her in her current form—remembered his daughter and quickly turned to look in the direction where she had been, calling out anxiously.
At the sound of her father’s voice, Ma Fangfang, who had been protected by Yan Qi’s clone, Jizi Ge, didn’t even have time to thank her before rushing over to her father. She knelt beside him and answered,
“Dad, I’m fine.”
Seeing his daughter unharmed, Ma Hongxin finally relaxed. He then turned to Yan Qi, now transformed into the Daoyan Empress, and expressed his gratitude.
“Thank you so much, miss. If you hadn’t stepped in, my daughter and I would surely have been killed by those superhumans today. To show my appreciation, I’d like to give you something—just name what you’d like.”
“There’s no need for formalities, Mr. Ma. In a way, your daughter is also my friend. Besides, she already gave me what I wanted.”
“My daughter… is your friend? How is that possible?”
“Why wouldn’t it be? Uncle Ma, don’t you see me right here?”
Stepping forward, Yan Qi controlled her clone, Jizi Ge, and smiled at Ma Hongxin.
Ma Hongxin could never forget how, just last week, he had broken free from a superhuman’s control after hearing Jizi Ge’s singing. The moment he heard her voice again, he immediately recognized her.
Glancing up at Jizi Ge, then at the Daoyan Empress beside her, Ma Hongxin instantly understood why Yan Qi had said she was, in a sense, his daughter’s friend.
“Ah, so you’re also a friend of Miss Jizi Ge’s?”
“That’s right. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have come here with her after learning about your situation to save you and your daughter.”
Yan Qi’s explanation was a mix of truth and fabrication.
“I see…”
Ma Hongxin murmured, nodding as if everything now made sense.
“Alright, Dad, don’t talk anymore. I’ll call an ambulance right away to take you and the other injured people to the hospital.”
Knowing her father, the security guards, and the servants were all seriously hurt, Ma Fangfang quickly urged him to rest. She then pulled out her phone to call for an ambulance.
Seeing this, Yan Qi—who thought it unnecessary—spoke up.
“Little Fangfang, you don’t actually need to call an ambulance.”
Hearing this, Ma Fangfang paused and looked up at the stunningly beautiful and regal Daoyan Empress with a mix of nervousness and hope.
“Beautiful big sister, what do you mean? Do you… have healing powers? Can you treat my dad and the others?”
Yan Qi shook her head.
“I’m sorry, but the abilities I possess can’t heal their injuries.”
“Then why did you stop me from calling an ambulance?”
Without wasting time, Yan Qi explained,
“While I can’t heal them myself, there’s a friend of mine—and Jizi Ge’s—whose powers specialize in healing.”
Ma Fangfang’s face lit up with excitement.
“That’s amazing! But… beautiful big sister, can your friend come here right now?”
Instead of answering as the Daoyan Empress, Yan Qi had Jizi Ge respond with a smile.
“Don’t worry, little Fangfang. Once Daoyan contacts our mutual friend, she’ll be here in the blink of an eye.”
“Really, Sister Jizi?”
“Of course! As your ahem sister, I’d never lie to you.”
“Then please, beautiful—uh…” Ma Fangfang hesitated, turning back to Yan Qi. “Sister Jizi, what was this beautiful big sister’s name again?”
“Her name is Daoyan.”
“Oh, right! Then, Sister Daoyan, I’ll leave it to you!”
“Don’t worry, I won’t let you down. But before I call my friend, I need a quiet place.”
“A quiet place? Would one of the empty rooms down the hall work?”
Ma Fangfang pointed toward several unused rooms along the corridor.
“That’ll do. Then, please wait here with Jizi Ge until I return.”
After saying this, Yan Qi turned and left the hall.
Watching the breathtakingly gorgeous and imposing figure of the Daoyan Empress depart, Ma Fangfang—who had been tense in her presence—finally relaxed. She turned to Jizi Ge and asked,
“Sister Jizi, is Daoyan really your friend?”
Hearing this, Yan Qi (controlling Jizi Ge) felt a flicker of panic—did she suspect something? She quickly replied,
“Of course she is! Why do you ask?”
“Well… it’s just that someone as lively and cute as you doesn’t seem like the type to be friends with someone as noble and icy as Sister Daoyan.”
“Oh, is that all?” Jizi Ge laughed. “Let me tell you, little Fangfang, the reason we became such good friends despite our differences is simple—we’re both superhumans.”
“Superhumans… Oh! Right, you both are. It makes sense you’d know each other. I overthought it.”
Ma Fangfang’s expression cleared as she nodded in understanding.
While Yan Qi continued chatting with Ma Fangfang through Jizi Ge, her main body had already slipped into one of the empty rooms in the Ma family’s mansion.