Nora Scott’s skillful maneuver in this wave has undoubtedly left the entire audience stunned once more.

The crowd lamented: This woman is truly not human.

No wonder she’s humorously dubbed by netizens as the "Exclusive Face-Slapping User" of Zero.

The show is still being recorded, the guests are wrapping up with summaries, but the staff is stirred by Nora Scott’s performance.

"The three masters make me long for the world of martial arts, and the beauty makes me believe in its existence."

"Really, indeed. I’ve always thought Nora Scott’s demeanor is unique, resembling but not quite like Luna Durant. Now that you mention it, she seems to have that ’Female Hero of the Martial World, uninhibited and unrestrained’ style."

"Right, right, bold and proud, yet not offensive. Isn’t she the embodiment of a free-spirited heroine in the martial arts world?"

"Go browse her Weibo, and you’ll be even more convinced. She travels the world, truly full of the ’Martial World vibe,’ living life freely."

...

The theme of this episode, martial arts.

The crew prepared extensively beforehand, yet never imagined——

The one who perfectly interpreted the word "martial arts" turned out to be a stand-in for an NPC.

Nora Scott was the biggest surprise of this episode.

Though the scene was awkward, the awkwardness belonged only to the three masters and Luna Durant, their true disciple behind the scenes. The guests still wrapped up pleasantly together.

Recording ended smoothly.

*

Inside the nanny van, Nora Scott changed clothes, and as soon as she stepped out, she saw Clement Winter, his expression excited, holding a bulging backpack.

"Nora!"

Seeing her, Clement Winter quickly approached.

Clement Winter presented the backpack to Nora Scott, "Fans say these are your favorite snacks."

In the afternoon, Clement Winter had a moment to scroll through Weibo and saw fans tagging him, capturing snacks Nora Scott was eating during her live broadcast, seriously analyzing with him——

Which snacks Nora Scott likes, what to buy if you want to please your idol.

The assistant next to him at the time said, "You’d be a fool to actually buy them."

But fool Clement Winter, as soon as the filming ended, grabbed the backpack, wore his hat and sunglasses, and dashed to a nearby convenience store, buying each item on the fan-listed snack list, completely filling up the backpack, then swiftly returned.

He just caught his breath.

At this moment, seeing Clement Winter foolishly delivering snacks, the assistant supported his forehead and sighed.

——He’s God Z!

——The kind that wealthy friends in the live room spend hundreds of thousands on!

——Could he really fancy these little snacks?

——Use your brain, Clement!

"Impressive," Nora Scott raised her eyes, and her ink-black pupils brightened a bit. She accepted the backpack offered by Clement Winter, "Thanks."

Assistant: ???

Clement Winter, what absurd luck you have to run into such a beautiful, stylish, and fan-loving idol?!

Clement Winter was overjoyed, chatting away with Nora Scott.

Later, he asked, "Tonight, the show’s crew is gathering for dinner, Deputy Director Coin is hosting, do you want to join?"

"I..."

Nora Scott opened her mouth.

Just as she was about to find an excuse to decline, her phone vibrated in her pocket.

She paused, picked up her phone, and saw Pedro Langley’s name, then stepped aside to answer the call.

"Home tonight?" Pedro Langley asked.

"It’s too late."

With the backpack slung over her shoulder, Nora Scott raised her hand to rub her brow, feeling slightly exhausted.

A whole day of recording variety shows is tiring enough, not to mention today’s chaos.

Waking at three in the morning and then nonstop hustling, an NPC’s activity was higher than the guests’.

Nora Scott was so tired she didn’t even want to eat.

Let alone drive two or three hours back to Fenton City overnight.

Pedro Langley chuckled, "Coming back when you open your eyes at home, returning?"

Nora Scott paused.

Feeling a premonition, she turned and looked toward the distant street.

Pedestrians moved back and forth. Cars lined up along the street densely and chaotically, yet Nora Scott’s gaze instantly locked on a particular silhouette.

A black private car, Pedro Langley stood beside it, dimly lit, backlit, only showing a silhouette.

Yet even by silhouette alone, she knew it was him.

Even without seeing him clearly, across the distance, their gazes met in the air with an almost tangible force, instantly dispelling much of Nora Scott’s fatigue.

"Returning."

The surroundings buzzed noisily, yet Nora Scott’s one-word response was clear and certain.

The call ended.

"Nora?"

Seeing her finish the call, Clement Winter looked over, puzzled.

Nora Scott put away her phone and said calmly, "I’m heading back first."

"Oh," Clement Winter showed a hint of regret, "Your car isn’t here, right? Let me arrange a ride for you—"

"No need, someone’s picking me up."

Nora Scott declined.

Clement Winter’s disappointment was written all over his face.

"Thanks for the snacks," Nora Scott said with a smile, "Next time in Fenton City, I’ll treat you to a meal."

"Hey!"

Clement Winter was far too easy to please. Hearing this, he immediately beamed with joy.

After saying a word to Williams and the director, Nora Scott bid a complete farewell to the crew and walked towards the person waiting by the street.

*

This time, recording the program, Luna Durant was fuming, refusing even the usual evening gathering.

"Master, did you really not hold back?"

Far from the crowd, Luna Durant took a deep breath and incredulously asked her master.

"I truly didn’t," admitting defeat in public was a great humiliation, and her master’s face was also grim. "Even if Liam Fonseca faced her himself, winning would still be doubtful."

In fact, those of them who ran Martial Arts Halls and claimed to be masters were just fooling ordinary people.

Usually, they lacked actual combat ability. Their series of moves appeared impressive, but when it came to real fighting...

Those trained in grappling and combat could easily defeat them in minutes.

Of course, there were real martial arts masters, but they had mostly withdrawn from the world.

Nora Scott as a person...

Clearly wasn’t just for show. She had ample combat experience, every move she made was fierce and targeted at vital points. That’s why the three of them seemed so helpless in her presence.

Anyway, this was a huge embarrassment, they could only discuss with the production team later if they could delete certain unbearable segments and not broadcast them.

"..."

Luna Durant bit her lip, the corners of her mouth turned pale from being bitten.

After a brief thought, her master couldn’t help but ask, "Do you know her background?"

"I don’t."

Who cares about Nora Scott’s background?

She came out of nowhere, so annoying!

"..."

Luna Durant’s attitude was really terrible. Being replied to so coldly by Luna Durant, her master’s eyebrows furrowed, and his expression grew even more unpleasant.

But, given the status and position of the Durant Family, her master didn’t want to ruin their relationship.

After a pause, he advised, "This girl’s skills far surpass ours. If you encounter her in the future, don’t confront her head-on."

"...Got it."

Luna Durant glanced at him, not taking it to heart.

So what if she’s skilled?

The bodyguards her family raised aren’t pushovers.

Moreover, this is a society governed by the rule of law. Opportunities to actually lay hands on someone are rare, mostly only in "self-defense" situations.

She’s a star, a public figure. Unless she had a screw loose, she wouldn’t go head-to-head with Nora Scott.

The master and disciple didn’t have a deep bond, exchanged a few idle words, and with overwhelming anger towards Nora Scott, parted ways.

Luna Durant gloomily got into her private car.

The assistant quickly followed.

"Back to the hotel."

With a cold face, Luna Durant instructed the driver.

"Yes."

The driver responded.

The private car left the filming area and reached the nearby street.

Feeling agitated, Luna Durant opened the car window, letting the night wind blow in. She looked outside, and suddenly, at a certain moment, her gaze froze, her fingertips trembled slightly.

Across the street.

She saw a tall, elegant figure standing under a ginkgo tree along the roadside.

Just a back view, but that sudden surge of familiarity nearly allowed her to confidently identify the person—

Pedro Langley?

Luna Durant took a breath.

In her daze, as the vehicle moved, passing the parked sedan opposite, the figure quickly slipped out of view.

Luna Durant immediately turned her head, leaning out to look, only to see that person opening the front passenger door, letting a woman into the car.

With just one glance, Luna Durant recognized the woman’s identity—

Nora Scott.

She could recognize her even if she turned to ashes.

"Turn around!"

Suddenly thinking of something, Luna Durant hurriedly shouted.

Her voice was angry and sharp.

The driver was so startled by her that he nearly slammed on the brakes.

No one in the car dared to go against her, and both the driver and the assistant kept silent. The driver quickly changed lanes, intending to turn around ahead.

As the car drove further, the sedan and the people behind were no longer visible. At the last moment, Luna Durant saw the man already getting in, making her extremely anxious.

The man was most likely Pedro Langley...at least eighty to ninety percent sure.

The remaining ten to twenty percent was her reluctance to believe Pedro Langley was with Nora Scott.

Recently, there were rumors about Pedro Langley and Nora Scott. Luna Durant simply assumed it was Nora Scott fabricating hype for her comeback and didn’t take it seriously at all. Moreover, at the beginning of the year, Nora Scott used the account "Zero" to staunchly support Pedro Langley, her intentions of currying favor were overly transparent, clearly trying to latch onto Pedro Langley.

As for rumors...

She was more willing to believe in Rosa Sullivan and Pedro Langley than believe in Nora Scott and Pedro Langley.

After all, Nora Scott was praised by netizens as free-spirited and indifferent to the world, but in reality, she was petty and vindictive. If she genuinely didn’t want to be associated with Pedro Langley, she would have clarified online long ago.

Today’s incident in the livestream only made Luna Durant scoff even more.

Who would use their real name as a nickname?

Afraid others wouldn’t recognize them?

It was clearly her team stirring hype intentionally.

Look at how Rosa Sullivan handled it?

As soon as the news caught on, she couldn’t wait to post on Weibo to clarify.

But, with that one glance—

The familiarity built from having Pedro Langley’s photo as her screensaver, staring at it for two to three hours daily, meant Luna Durant didn’t have to see Pedro Langley’s face. Even just a fleeting silhouette was enough to identify him.

Luna Durant was extremely troubled.

By the time they turned around, the sedan was long gone, not to mention confirming the identities of Nora Scott and Pedro Langley.

Luna Durant was so angry her stomach hurt.

Suddenly, Luna Durant belatedly thought of something and asked her assistant, "Did you get it all on video?"

Source: Webnovel.com, updated by lotustale.com