Jiang Yixing didn't explain her relationship with He Mang any further, but a simple "no" was enough for everyone present to believe that it really wasn't true.
The staff below the stage finally reacted and rushed over to subdue him. When they found the knife on him, the staff broke out in a cold sweat, each of them filled with lingering fear—but that's another story.
The atmosphere at the scene was tense. The onlookers had never encountered such a scene before and were speechless with surprise.
Only two rows of monks stood up, waving their little flags, shouting, "**Awesome!**" "**Great!**" "So cool!!"
Their cheers broke the silence in the arena, and everyone started clapping.
The host finally found a point to discuss: "What Yixing just said was really good. That's right, we follow celebrities to become better versions of ourselves, and we shouldn't lose our way."
Jiang Yixing looked at the first group of cultivators who stood up and shouted, and a smile appeared on his face, as if ice and snow were melting and spring flowers were blooming.
"**So beautiful!!!" a female nun exclaimed.
While everyone's attention was on the host, Jiang Yixing secretly transmitted his voice to the cultivators, "Thank you for coming to support me. I'll teach you a spell I created later."
Jiang Yixing, like a peddler selling melons, boasted, "It's very practical."
"oh!!!"
The monks paused for a second, then cheered in small groups.
The crowd, puzzled as to why the fans had become so agitated, shook their heads. It seems that even the most disciplined organizations can have their moments of madness!
The first female cultivator to scream was very anxious. She patted the cheering boys around her, "Keep screaming! Keep screaming! We came out of respect for **, what if ** thinks we came for the cultivation technique?!"
"But...but...I want guidance from a Foundation Establishment expert..."
"I want it too! But! We need to let Senior One Star know our feelings! We're not after your cultivation technique!!"
The male cultivator remained silent, partly because of the cultivation method! The way the one-star senior generously shared his Daoist techniques was so captivating!
The female cultivator clenched her fist and slammed it down on his head. "Have you no shame! Is there anyone else in the cultivation world besides a one-star senior who is this kind of Foundation Establishment cultivator? Weren't we gathered here because of her personal charm?!"
The male cultivator covered his head in grievance, "Yes, yes, I also like Senior Jiang Yixing."
"Then we can't accept it! We can't accept this spell!"
The male cultivator's heart was bleeding, but! He also liked cultivation techniques!!
As the event drew to a close, He Mang was mainly on stage. After Jiang Yixing stepped down, he secretly sent a telepathic message to the cultivators, asking them to come backstage.
The cultivator suppressed his reluctance and resolutely refused.
Jiang Yixing was now puzzled. "You... don't like it?"
"No, no," the leading male cultivator hurriedly explained. It wasn't that he looked down on it; he liked it to death, but someone was preventing him from having it!
After explaining, the monks expressed their sincere gratitude.
Jiang Yixing was both amused and exasperated. "Is that all?"
"I genuinely want to thank you. It's only fair that we reciprocate; you've given so much, I can't just leave without giving anything in return, can I?"
The female cultivator who came up with the idea blushed slightly. "But you also need to cultivate. Telling us all this will be detrimental to you."
Ah, what a kind and understanding girl.
Jiang Yixing reached out and patted her head, tilting his head slightly. "Don't worry. To be honest, I'm a genius in the Daoist arts, so I won't pose any threat at all."
The cultivator opened his bright, sparkling eyes, his face flushed. So handsome! So handsome! Jiang Yixing is so handsome!
Time was of the essence, and Jiang Yixing still had to go on stage to give a closing speech, so he only hurriedly taught them how to use the spell.
The cultivators only felt Jiang Yixing move slightly before their eyes, and then some knowledge was added to their heads. This was a spell they had never encountered before, and everyone was excited and shocked.
While the cultivators were busy digesting the new knowledge, Jiang Yixing and He Mang had already successfully completed their day's itinerary.
Jiang Yixing booked a plane ticket for tomorrow morning and now just wants to go back to the hotel to lie down and rest.
The organizers sent a car to take the two back to the hotel. Jiang Yixing and He Mang sat in the back seat of the car. Jiang Yixing closed his eyes to rest, while He Mang was browsing Weibo.
The news was delayed online, and the unexpected incident that had just occurred had not yet happened. He Mang breathed a sigh of relief. After sensing the genuine hatred that Li Yuxiang's fans had for Jiang Yixing, he reflected on his behavior yesterday and realized that it seemed somewhat inappropriate.
If paparazzi were this pervasive and managed to photograph him lingering outside Jiang Yixing's house, who knows how things would escalate.
He Mang rubbed his aching head, and only after getting out of the car and finding no one around did he speak: "I was too persistent yesterday, I don't know if I caused you any trouble."
Jiang Yixing recalled the three long-lens-like cameras from yesterday and thought to himself that he had already caused trouble, but it wasn't He Mang's fault.
“It’s impossible to keep avoiding them, so let them be.” Jiang Yixing smiled. “Just do your job as a director. I’m still waiting for you to invite me to make a movie.”
Hearing this, He Mang smiled. His body reacted naturally as he bent down and spoke into Jiang Yixing's ear, his warm breath brushing against Jiang Yixing's face, "I'll definitely treat you."
Jiang Yixing slapped He Mang across the face and rolled her eyes. "Be serious. Luckily there are no paparazzi here."
He Mang's body moved faster than her brain. By the time she realized what was happening, she was filled with regret, and her face flushed.
Jiang Yixing's speechless expression was undisguised. "I think you're morally corrupt. Stop flirting with girls."
He Mang chuckled sheepishly. A good horse doesn't turn back to eat the grass it already grazed. How could he have been so bewitched!
After returning to his room, Jiang Yixing's smile turned cold, and he did some calculations.
Today's male audience member is indeed related to Li Yuxiang. Jiang Yixing's eyes are cold. Is Li Yuxiang so used to instigating her fans to ruin their own lives?
Jiang Yixing felt that open and covert struggles were normal in the entertainment industry, and even common in life. However, it was wrong to recklessly squander other people's love for one's own selfish gain, or even to incite others to commit crimes.
It's really unbearable to look at.
Jiang Yixing rarely used her divination skills to deduce cause and effect. Everything in the world has a cause and effect; retribution may be delayed, but it will come eventually.
At this moment, Li Yuxiang was begging Li Shuang not to abandon her. Her reputation was ruined, and her number of fans was plummeting. Li Shuang had long been prepared to discard this pawn.
But Li Yuxiang was not willing to give up. She raised her head and said, "Sister Shuang, wait a little longer. There will definitely be an opportunity."
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