vrcanaries Chapter 94 Hidden Plan
Chapter 94 Hidden Plan
Meanwhile, the man with black glasses, who was treating the penetrating wound on Zhang Qiling's left abdomen, seemed to sense the aura of the Rejuvenation Pill. He glanced at it and thought, "Hmm, it does look somewhat familiar. It's very similar to the two pills that Zhang Qiling had stared at while he was in a daze, which I had seen by chance before."
"No wonder..." It turns out it was Yan Huai who gave it to me.
"What?" Yan Huai thought there was something wrong with Zhang Qiling's injury, so he paid attention to the sudden muttering from the man in black glasses.
"It's nothing, it's just that the thing you fed to the mute guy earlier looked a little familiar."
"You've seen it before?" Yan Huai asked, somewhat puzzled. This was a reward given by Qi Yu for his mission. How did Black Glasses know about it?
"Oh~ I still had two in my bag! I treasured them like they were something special, so it turns out you gave them to me."
Yan Huai was filled with questions upon hearing this. When did he give it to him?
The doubt in his eyes deepened, and Yan Huai paused, but suddenly he seemed to remember something—it seemed to be back in the Seven Star Lu Palace...
Because his body was severely damaged and he needed to fuse with the scales, Yan Huai had no choice but to leave Wu Sansheng's group. Before leaving, besides entrusting the Branding Blade to Zhang Qiling for safekeeping, he also used his recently acquired ten points to exchange for a Blood-Replenishing Pill and a Hemostatic Pill. (Located in Chapter Twenty-Nine: Nakedness is Now the Norm)
"Please keep this for me, I'll come find you to get it."
"And stop bleeding me! I'm leaving..."
As his memories gradually became clearer and began to emerge, Yan Huai understood everything. It seemed that Zhang Qiling hadn't taken those two pills at all.
Black Glasses couldn't stand the way Yan Huai was looking at Zhang Qiling. He secretly rolled his eyes, sat down on the cot, and started packing his gear to prepare for the return trip. As for Zhang Qiling's penetrating wound... heh, didn't you see that the wound started healing and scabbing over not long after Yan Huai fed him that pill?! What's the point of bandaging it?!
Yan Huai was puzzled by Black Glasses' inexplicable irritability, but ultimately did not ask. After helping Zhang Qiling lean against his shoulder, he reached out and pulled over the first-aid kit, on which was a half-damp towel, perfect for wiping the blood off the latter's face.
The return journey was surprisingly smooth, so smooth that Yan Huai almost thought the ghost golden sheep in the underwater tomb was just an illusion.
"Qi Yu?" After calling out for the third time without success, Yan Huai leaned against the railing of the yacht and hugged Zhang Qiling even tighter.
Even though most of his memories have been restored, the mystery before him still cannot be clearly solved.
Yan Huai finally found his home in Banna Village, but in the blink of an eye, all those connections vanished cleanly within the Gate of Death, making him feel that he was now separated from the world by an insurmountable chasm.
Fortunately, there seemed to be only one rope connecting him to this world across the chasm. It was called Zhang Qiling, and after experiencing concealment, accidents, and unbearable hardships, he ultimately only wanted to hold on tighter...
It was already dark at the Wang family's old residence in Beijing.
“Master, news has come from our family members who have arrived in Banna Village,” Wang Fu, the steward of the old house, bowed slightly and respectfully handed a secret letter to Wang Quan. “The situation seems a bit off.”
"Hmm?" Wang Quan frowned upon hearing this, a hint of displeasure appearing on his aged face, his expression flickering under the light. "Why not use your phone to send a message? What is Xiao Jue trying to do?"
"We can't get in touch with Lord Wang Jue right now, and this secret letter wasn't sent by him, but by his relatives who arrived in the second wave of people to Banna Village." Wang Fu was equally puzzled and worried about this, since under normal circumstances, it would be fine to communicate directly by mobile phone, and secret communication channels are usually only used in times of crisis.
Wang Quan took the secret letter, and the ominous premonition that had risen earlier surged up again. He opened the envelope, and although there were only a few short sentences inside, it was enough to make his expression change drastically.
"Master, before we arrived at Banna Village, we seventeen people received orders from Lord Wang Jue to disguise our identities. However, after arriving at the rendezvous point, apart from the owner of the attic, Lord Wang Jue and the other three were nowhere to be found. We used secret techniques to search, but we still couldn't find any clues or traces."
Moreover, we discovered the involvement of two other forces, one of which is the Zhang family, and the other should be the people you mentioned earlier.
What should we do next?
The half-white letter was crumpled and torn in Wang Quan's hands. Seeing this, Wang Fu stood aside with his head down, not daring to speak. After a while, he heard Wang Quan ask, barely suppressing his anger, "Didn't Wang Ming and Wang Xu go to investigate A Ning's whereabouts? Haven't they found anything yet...?"
"God, there is still no news."
"A bunch of useless trash!" Wang Quan crumpled the letter into a ball and threw it at Wang Fu's feet. The latter bent down to pick it up, his fingers trembling slightly.
"Have everyone withdraw. As long as Qiu Dekao still dreams of immortality, A Ning will appear sooner or later. As for Xiao Jue and the others..."
Wang Quan's calculating and meaningful eyes turned cold. He stroked his cane and slowly ordered, "Let's carry out the search in secret! Activate the infiltration plan. Since that suddenly appearing force has appeared in Banna Village, there must be other secrets there. In that case, let's force them to show themselves!"
"Yes!"
Wang Quan was plotting his next move, while Wang Fu was gripped by the fear Wang Quan was suppressing. Neither of them noticed a glimpse of red clothing peeking out from around the corner of the council chamber—it was the hem of Wang Mi's skirt. She had been standing behind the door, listening to the entire proceedings...