ASTRP -Chapter 138 Feng Jingge Returns to the Modern World

“…He…” Xiao Jinghan raised his hand and pointed. “Su Xiu, carry this prince.”

“I…” Su Xiu still wanted to say something, but Xiao Jinghan shot him a cold glance. He immediately shut his mouth.

After all, he was the one who caused this situation, and the other was a prince—he didn’t dare refuse.

Grumbling under his breath, Su Xiu walked up to Xiao Jinghan and bent down, letting him climb onto his back.

The old man took the lead and stepped out of the room.

Outside the study, Ning An and Qing Shan were already waiting.

Just as Su Xiu carried Xiao Jinghan out, Zhi Liao suddenly appeared out of nowhere and landed in front of him.

“Miss Feng, I failed to find the prince,” he reported.

Xiao Jinghan swept a cold glance over him. “Bring everyone. Follow this prince.”

Zhi Liao’s expression changed slightly. That voice… that tone… it was clearly—

Ning An and Qing Shan exchanged a look, both seeing shock in each other’s eyes.

But Su Xiu gave them no chance to question anything. He immediately flashed away with Xiao Jinghan on his back.

Ning An, Qing Shan, and the others quickly followed.

—

Meanwhile, Feng Jingge had not returned into the body of the Feng family’s eldest miss. Instead, she was trapped in water.

It was the same pond where she had first met Xiao Jinghan.

She tried to swim out.

But the water surface seemed sealed by some kind of restriction. Every time she neared the surface, a strange golden light appeared.

The moment she touched it, she was bounced back.

It didn’t hurt, but she was forcibly knocked back into the depths of the pond.

Each time she swam up again, she was thrown back down.

After repeating this several times, Feng Jingge was completely exhausted.

She finally stopped struggling.

Lying still, as a spiritual form, she floated helplessly in the center of the pond, drifting with the current.

While she looked calm on the surface, she was already cursing Su Xiu in her heart.

She knew very well that man was only half-baked, yet she still chose to trust him.

Now look at her—she had practically become a water ghost.

And she had no idea whether Xiao Jinghan had returned or not.

If she ended up like this and he still hadn’t switched back, she would genuinely want to kill that useless Su Xiu.

She drifted in thought for who knows how long… and eventually fell asleep in her spiritual state.

—

“Jingge…”

“Jingge…”

A hoarse yet excited voice echoed beside her ear.

Feng Jingge vaguely heard it, the sound drifting in and out like it was far away.

After a long moment, she finally recognized it.

That old man!

Her master!

“You damn girl, wake up!”

A sharp shout followed, and a stabbing pain hit her chest.

The next moment, it felt like she was being pulled out of water—fresh air rushed in from all directions.

Feng Jingge suddenly opened her eyes.

A face loomed right in front of her.

She froze, then instinctively swung her hand.

The man caught her wrist and frowned. “Is this how you treat your savior?”

“Savior?”

Her mind was still foggy.

The man looked somewhat like a Daoist priest in appearance.

Before she could react further, he released her wrist.

“If it weren’t for your troublesome master pestering me every day,” he said coldly, “I wouldn’t have bothered saving you.”

Feng Jingge: “???”

Just then, a familiar figure appeared out of nowhere.

An old man dressed in Daoist robes walked in carrying medicine. The moment he saw her awake, he immediately started shouting in excitement.

“Oh! You’re awake! My crazy girl, you’re finally back!”

He rushed to the bedside, grabbing her hands and crying dramatically.

“If I lost you, how would I even live?”

Feng Jingge’s mind turned into complete chaos listening to her master’s wailing.

So…

She was back in the modern world?

She mechanically turned her head and looked around.

This was her room.

Everything was familiar—but now it felt strangely unfamiliar.

The old man noticed her silence and her dazed expression and grew worried. He turned to the man beside him and asked: “Did you bring the wrong person back? I asked you to find my obedient disciple.”

“Did you bring back a fool instead?”

The man glanced at Feng Jingge and replied calmly, “She just returned from another world. She needs time to process things. That’s normal. Don’t rush her.”

The old man didn’t believe it. “Are you sure?”

The man crossed his arms. “Don’t forget—you said you’d give her to me as a wife. I’m not stupid enough to bring back a fool to marry.”

Feng Jingge, who had just accepted she was back, immediately froze upon hearing that.

She looked up at him, eyes narrowing. “What did you just say?”

“I said exactly what you heard,” the man replied flatly. “No need to repeat it.”

Feng Jingge: “…”

What kind of nonsense was this?

She turned her gaze coldly to the old man.

This was her master.

Strangely enough, he looked a bit like Su Xiu’s master.

No wonder she had mistaken them before.

Sensing danger, the old man tried to run.

But Feng Jingge instantly stood up and grabbed the back of his neck.

“You old man! Is this how you act as a master? Selling your disciple?!”

“Girl! This has nothing to do with me! He’s the one who threatened me!” the old man cried.

The man sneered. “When did I ever threaten you? Be clear.”

The old man pointed at him dramatically. “Look! Look at him! He’s bullying me!”

Feng Jingge: “…”

Half of him was already in the grave, yet he still acted like a child.

At this point, Su Xiu’s master actually seemed more reliable and stable.

The old man, seeing her silence, quickly added, “During the half year you were unconscious, he bullied me every day…”

Feng Jingge’s expression changed. “Half a year?”

Before the old man could answer, the man cut in first.

“Not half a year. At most three months.”

Then he suddenly asked, “Now that you’re back, aren’t you worried about the person over there?”

Feng Jingge’s heart jolted.

She looked sharply at him. “Can you help me…”

The man interrupted coldly. “No.”

Feng Jingge: “…”

“You can’t help, but you still talk so much? Are you messing with me?”

Seeing her anger, the man smiled faintly. “Yes. I am messing with you.”

“…”

Her master suddenly jumped in again. “Girl! Beat him! Beat him to death!”

“Shut up!”

Feng Jingge threw a punch at the old man, who dodged quickly.

The man suddenly grabbed her wrist.

“Old man, go out first. I have something to say to her.”

The old man panicked immediately. “What are you planning to do, you brat?”