After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God

Chapter 767: The Relationship Between Duke of Muston and Si Fuqing (1)

“…”

The surroundings were quite silent.

In the gradually stiffening gaze of LI Yanchen’s secretary, Si Fuqing and Raphael’s eyes met.

She paused for a moment, but her fist remained clenched.

Meeting her sixth senior brother under such circumstances was the last thing Si Fuqing expected.

This situation was indeed not ideal.

“You really don’t recognize me?” Raphael removed his sunglasses, narrowing his eyes. “Then why did you call me just now? You said I wouldn’t invite whom?”

Seeing this face that often appeared in various news outlets, the secretary’s mind had already crashed.

His head buzzed, unable to comprehend how his simple response to Si Fuqing had summoned the Duke of Muston himself.

No one would dare to impersonate the Duke of Muston.

Moreover, the secretary could tell from the accent that this handsome Western man was speaking with the standard dialect of the Muston Dukedom’s capital.

What was going on?!

“Oh, what a coincidence.” Raphael also noticed Si Fuqing and steadied himself before stepping forward. “You must be Miss Si, right? I came here today specifically to find you.”

Si Fuqing paused, “To find me?”

Could it be that her sixth senior brother recognized her from her familiar fighting style when she was hitting people just now?

“I’m a fan of your drama,” Raphael said lazily. “I haven’t watched any films or TV shows in a long time. The last one was ‘Sunset.’”

“Sunset,” one of Yun Lan’s iconic films, had won numerous awards at the Glenn that year.

It still held a place on the all-time great movie list.

This statement struck the secretary like a thunderbolt, rendering his mind blank and unable to recover.

Although he had invested in several entertainment projects following LI Yanchen’s orders, he still looked down on the entertainment industry.

Especially in recent years, where popularity seemed to dominate the industry rather than skills, and celebrities had become meticulously packaged products by investors, no longer deserving to be called actors.

Sure, “Crossing the Demon Realm” was the most popular series in recent years, but wasn’t that due to lackluster competition?

How could a single drama attract the attention of someone as discerning as the Duke of Muston?

“I see.” Si Fuqing’s expression grew more complex.

She had indeed overestimated her sixth senior brother’s intelligence.

They exchanged a few more words, and Raphael still didn’t notice anything amiss.

“So, what’s going on here?” He finally glanced around, “Are you filming?”

“No.” Si Fuqing briefly explained, “I haven’t fought in a while, so I thought I’d get some exercise.”

“You don’t mind if I deal with these people for you, do you?” Raphael’s expression turned serious as he raised his hand. “Which family are they from?”

The head guard quickly pulled up the information. “Your Highness, it’s the LI family. They originally were bandits.”

“Oh, bandits.” Raphael stroked his chin nonchalantly. “Then let’s deal with them the way they usually deal with others. How do they usually bully people?”

The head guard continued, “They would cripple the person by breaking limbs and poison to mute.”

“This arrogant?” Raphael paused but quickly accepted it. “Then let’s cripple them.”

The head guard swiftly moved forward.

He first checked the secretary and the bodyguards’ injuries, finding that most of their ribs were broken.

Their internal organs also had varying degrees of damage.

The head guard’s expression changed as he glanced at Si Fuqing.

Raphael’s enthusiasm for chasing dramas wasn’t a secret among his closest aides.

The head guard had watched along as well.

“Crossing the Demon Realm” was indeed a well-made drama, despite cultural differences, it was understandable even to foreigners.

Episodes three and four were full of fight scenes, but the head guard had heard that when the Great Xia Empire filmed such dramas, they used wire work and post-production effects.

So, it was real fighting?!

For a moment, the phrase “everyone in Great Xia knows martial arts” started to echo in the head guard’s mind.

He quickly and efficiently tied up the secretary and the bodyguards.

Raphael, in a good mood, shook hands with Si Fuqing. “You acted wonderfully in the drama. I really enjoyed it. You’ve only done one series; do you have any plans for another? I can invest.”

Si Fuqing came back to her senses. “Not at the moment.”

“I see.” Raphael seemed thoughtful. “Come, let’s exchange contact information. If you plan to film another series, come to me. This is my fan fund, all for you. No need to thank me, it’s what a fan should do.”

He waved and turned to leave, not giving Si Fuqing a chance to respond.