Chapter 35: The Duplicate

Yan Ningxi used her handbag as cover to take a document envelope from her storage space, then knocked on the hospital room door.

She had thought of a way to ensure that her book on cerebral palsy treatment could never be claimed by anyone else for personal gain.

The married couple both turned toward the door at the sound.

Seeing Yan Ningxi’s face, Xie Yulan said in surprise, “You seem to be the person who invited Professor Yang Juhe to operate on your younger brother?”

Fu Youshu added, “I think her name was Yan Ning…”

Although Li Yi had left Langfang, he still returned there frequently. After joining Quan Kai at the fully operational Truth Detective Agency, he often asked Quan Kai for leave so he could go back to his hometown.

She burst out with an ugly expression and unwillingness in her eyes. The Queen Mother of the West had still lost a move. In a battle between her true form and Houtu’s, this was the first time she had ever suffered defeat.

Chinese history is filled with countless examples of this sort. Take Chen Sheng and Wu Guang at the end of the Qin dynasty, for instance. They sounded the trumpet of rebellion against the tyrannical Qin, but in the end, it was Liu Bang who became emperor.

At the same time, Deweiro, who had been taken away for separate interrogation, was escorted back by two soldiers. Denzel had intended to ask Deweiro what had happened on his end, so that he could judge whether his own fortune would be good or bad.

“Lionman Soro, Main God Soro, Lord of the Lionmen, you cannot kill me! Otherwise, my lord Dogufu will surely mobilize his army to wage war against you!” the struggling High God shouted in terror.

“You—you came here?” As though he had suddenly realized something, he abruptly released his grip, covered his face with both hands, retreated to the bedside, and casually seized a piece of clothing to pull over his head.

Shu Po knew that Wei Renwu was mocking him, but he did not care. The victor became king and the defeated became an outlaw; it was only natural for a vanquished general to be ridiculed.

Bo Yin withdrew his gaze from me. He had been sitting upright the entire time, perhaps because he had spent several years in the army and had developed the habit.

At Ye Chenyu’s request, no charges were pursued against Su Jingxiao over the kidnapping of Roubao, so Su Jingxiao was released the following day.

At that moment, Black Tiger had disguised himself so thoroughly that his face was completely unrecognizable. He was wearing a human-skin mask, one of his special skills. He could make such masks from the skin of a person’s back, and it was thanks to this skill that he had escaped danger many times.

Unexpectedly, just then, he happened to see a luxury car bearing a provincial capital license plate slowly pull up.

Qin Wenyu pressed his advantage. “Besides, you must accept this gold and silver, and promise never to invade my Great Qin again.”

The sacred beast Dragon Horse was renowned for its speed. They had failed to notice it entirely, never imagining that Lin Tian had the aid of a sacred beast. For a moment, they were thrown into complete panic.

The reason he had previously chosen to maintain a protective shield was, first, that he believed Lin Qingwan’s cultivation to be inferior to his own; second, that he believed his spiritual power to be more abundant than hers; and third, that defensive use of spiritual power consumed far less than offensive use—especially since defense was his specialty.

Because it was the New Year, everyone was dressed in a riot of colors, adorned with all kinds of gemstones and decorated with gold and silver. As millions of lanterns lit up together, the square became clustered with blossoms of light, while the moving crowds resembled scattered stars. The scene was dazzling beyond compare.

Afterward, the uncle standing nearby and Uncle Zuo He were subjected to dozens of verbal assaults because of that remark before Huo Fanyin finally continued downward.

A call from Wang Yang? He was probably worried that after I returned to Zhao Xuyun’s side, Zhao Xuyun might do something to me, so he deliberately lured him away.

Shen Yuxi froze for a moment, her joy instantly replaced by disappointment. Just as she was wondering what was going on, he raised his hand and waved toward someone behind her. She turned to look—and saw that it was Li Nanshan.

I wonder what Brother Wenyu is doing right now. He should still be asleep, shouldn’t he? Is he still sleeping facedown as he used to? Did he toss the blankets aside again, exposing the large patch of reddish-purple hickeys Qin Wenge had gnawed onto his back the day before?

Following behind him for roughly fifteen minutes, they arrived before a room. Two soldiers of Immortal Lord rank stood guard outside the door. Upon seeing Yuan Ling arrive, they immediately opened it without a word.