Stealing the Pen: Kirin's Primordial Lotus

Chapter 621

"Sir, news came out from Wu Xie that he has become mentally ill. What's our plan then?" A man dressed in black stood there, looking solemnly at the man who was conducting simulations on the sand table above, and asked cautiously.

After hearing his subordinate's words, the man's tense body suddenly relaxed, and a hint of joy appeared on his face. He suddenly threw the baton in his hand away, as if the baton had become a burden in his heart.

"Are you mentally ill? Haha, that's great! This is really a timely relief!" The man's laughter echoed in the room, sounding a little crazy.

Seeing this, the subordinate was confused, but he still stepped forward and asked softly, "What do you mean, sir?"

The man turned his head and looked at his subordinate, a cunning glint in his eyes. He slowly said, "Mental illness is great! No matter how earth-shattering the deeds he has done, he can't be convicted. Moreover, his mental illness is like a golden ticket to immunity from death. After all, his illness was not forced upon him by us, but it was the people over there who forced Wu Xie to his death."

After saying this, the man's mouth curled up slightly, revealing his first smile in many days. This smile seemed a little abrupt on his stern face, but it revealed a chilling feeling.

The subordinate seemed to understand what the man meant. He nodded quickly and said, "I understand. I'll do it right away." As he said that, he turned around and was about to leave.

"Don't be impatient. It's not the right time yet." The man suddenly called out to his subordinate. He waved his hand for him to take a few steps forward, then lowered his voice and said, "We'll take action later..."

"My subordinate understands!"

After the subordinate respectfully left the man, the man stretched out his hand, and the baton that had been thrown out dangled back into his hand.

"The next game of chess won't be so easily ruined by you."

The man waved the baton in his hand and pushed the chess piece on the board to the middle of the river.

———Emperor Xin, Qin Fuguang's residence———

"Are you sure the voice you heard was from that person?" Qin Fuguang looked at his confidant suspiciously, as if he didn't quite believe what he said.

Emperor Xin remained silent, but his eyes revealed a thoughtful expression.

Seeing this, the confidant hurriedly explained: "I definitely did not hear it wrong. Your voice is so unique. There is no other person whose voice is so similar to his." His tone was firm, and he seemed very confident in his judgment.

However, the corners of his confidant's mouth twitched slightly, as if something was making him feel uneasy. He lowered his head, not daring to look Qin Fuguang and Emperor Xin in the eye, fearing that they would notice something was wrong with him.

Qin Fuguang became even more suspicious upon seeing this. He narrowed his eyes and carefully examined his confidant, trying to find some clues from his expression and movements.

After a while, Qin Fuguang finally spoke, "I understand. Was anyone seeing you when you came here?" His voice was cold and questioning.

The confidant quickly replied: "I only stayed at the door for a few seconds, so the people inside should not have noticed my whereabouts." His voice trembled slightly, obviously due to nervousness.

Qin Fuguang nodded, seeming to be quite satisfied with the confidant's answer. He knew Pangu was a very suspicious person, and if the confidant was discovered, it would probably cause a lot of trouble.

Emperor Xin also spoke at this time: "Well, you did a good job. However, this matter needs further investigation, and you can't easily draw conclusions based on the sounds you heard." His voice was low and majestic, which made people feel awe.

"I have a task for you to do." Emperor Xin said expressionlessly. His voice was low and majestic, as if the whole cave was trembling slightly because of his words.

Emperor Xin slowly pushed a scroll in front of the man. The scroll looked quite ancient, and it seemed to be emitting a faint glow. The man carefully took the scroll, opened it, and quickly scanned the contents.

However, the moment he finished reading, the scroll suddenly burst into flames, as if cast by magic. The flames spread rapidly, devouring the scroll completely, leaving only a pile of ash. When the wind blew, the ashes drifted away like smoke, eventually disappearing completely into the cave air, as if they had never existed.

"I understand. I'll do it right away!" After reading it, the subordinate said without hesitation, clasping his fists, then turned around and left the place with firm and quick steps.

After his subordinates left, Qin Fuguang frowned and muttered to himself, "What on earth does he want to do? He called us all back, but he keeps hiding in the dark and refuses to show up."

Qin Fuguang was filled with confusion and unease. He couldn't understand Pangu's purpose. They had been summoned back to the base with great difficulty, expecting important tasks or instructions. But now, they had been left stranded in the base for over a month, with not even a trace of Pangu in sight.

Qin Fuguang felt like a bird trapped in a cage. He had plenty of room to move around, but he was deprived of his freedom. This constant waiting, day after day, made him irritable and almost driven him crazy. If he weren't able to go out for a walk and some fresh air every night, he probably wouldn't be able to bear this oppressive life.

Now, after hearing the news from his subordinates, he became even more anxious. He paced back and forth in his residence, his steps getting faster and faster, as if this could relieve his inner anxiety.

"With his abilities, there's no way he wouldn't notice someone briefly stopping at the door, even for just a few seconds. You know, when we first met him, he could tell clearly that a bird had just flown by, let alone a person."

Emperor Xin frowned tightly, and his mind kept echoing with what his subordinates had just reported. The more he thought about it, the more doubts he felt there were.

Qin Fuguang seemed to realize the problem. He suddenly turned his head and looked directly at Emperor Xin. He asked suspiciously, "You mean, His power has been weakened?"

Qin Fuguang suddenly thought of what happened not long ago. For some unknown reason, the base was in chaos for a while, and Wu Xie and Fatty Wang ran away while no one was paying attention.

"No wonder Wu Xie and Fatty Wang took advantage of the chaos at the base to run away. It turns out that He didn't know anything about this, so He let them go to their fellow runners."

Emperor Xin nodded solemnly and said in a deep voice, "From the current perspective, this should be the case. His current strength is probably less than half of what it used to be. Otherwise, he wouldn't have reacted so completely when someone stopped at the door."

Qin Fuguang froze in his place as if struck by lightning. It took him a while to come back to his senses. He slowly returned to his seat, propping his chin with one hand, narrowing his eyes and gazing at the empty space in front of him, as if he could see through the void to the truth hidden behind it.

"So, the reason why he called us back in such a hurry was that he had lost most of his strength. However, he didn't seem to want us to know this, so he left us here for more than a month, just to give us a warning." Qin Fuguang's voice revealed some helplessness and anger.

Emperor Xin nodded and then shook his head, "I don't rule out the possibility of it being a show of force as you said, but it's more likely to be due to other reasons."

"We don't know the reason yet, but since he has lost most of his power, it means that his control over the entire base is not as easy as before." Qin Fuguang's eyes flashed with an unknown light, as if he had thought of something.

Emperor Xin glanced at Qin Fuguang's face and smiled, as if he had guessed Qin Fuguang's next plan.

———Zhang family members go to the hospital in Yanjing———

Fatty Wang was lying on the hospital bed, looking at the notebook in his hand intermittently, and eating the snacks that he was allowed to eat after having finally rescued them from the head nurse.

While Fatty Wang was reading the picture book, he also kept an eye on Wu Xie in the bed next to him.

Wu Xie's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eyeballs kept rolling under his eyelids, as if he was about to wake up. When Fatty Wang turned his head, he saw Wu Xie slowly opening one eye. He didn't feel relieved until Wu Xie woke up completely.

After seeing Wu Xie wake up, Fatty Wang was still a little unsure. After all, he didn't quite understand what had happened to Wu Xie. So he raised his voice a little and asked again, "Wu Xie, how are you feeling now? Are you feeling better?"

Wu Xie rubbed his eyes, trying to make himself more awake, and then replied: "I feel pain all over my body, as if I was beaten up severely." As he spoke, he reached out and touched his forehead, and it seemed that he still had a low fever.

Wu Xie slowly sat up, feeling dizzy and the scene before him becoming blurry. He gathered himself and looked around, only to find that he was actually in Fatty Wang's ward.

"What's going on? Why am I here?" Wu Xie looked at Fatty Wang in confusion, with no idea how he got here.

Seeing this, Fatty Wang quickly jumped off the bed, walked over to Wu Xie, and asked with concern, "You really don't remember? A while after you left my ward, I heard a loud noise outside. I went out and saw that the driver next to you was holding you, and then you fainted in the corridor."

Wu Xie listened to Fatty Wang's words and tried hard to recall the scene, but his mind seemed to be shrouded in fog and he couldn't remember anything. He only remembered walking out of Fatty Wang's ward, and then... then he knew nothing.

"I...why did I suddenly faint?" Wu Xie muttered to himself, his heart full of confusion and anxiety.

"You fainted because the doctor said that you were so nervous, and when you suddenly relaxed, your body reached its limit. It was like a computer that was too hot and shut down automatically." Fatty Wang coaxed and deceived Wu Xie into being half-believing and half-doubting.

Seeing Wu Xie looking at him suspiciously, Fatty Wang instantly raised his voice, "Wu Xie, do you still not trust me? If you don't, I can call your driver over for a confrontation! The doctor said you were too tired, so you fell asleep as soon as you relaxed!"

Fatty Wang didn't dare let Wu Xie know that he was mentally ill, but Wu Xie was so smart that he should have guessed his physical condition. Maybe he just didn't want them to know, so he hid it from them.

Fatty Wang thought to himself that since Wu Xie didn't want to tell him the truth, he wouldn't force it and would just pretend he knew nothing. Anyway, when Wu Xie figured it out, he would naturally tell him.

At this moment, Wu Xie suddenly jumped up from the bed as if he had been electrocuted, staring at Fatty Wang in astonishment, his mouth wide open as if an egg could fit in it.

"I fell asleep?" Wu Xie's voice trembled a little, and he was obviously very shocked by what Fatty Wang said.

Seeing this, Fatty Wang just glanced at him casually, and then continued to look down at his notebook as if nothing had happened, and from time to time he put a small biscuit into his mouth, chewing it with a crunching sound.

"Yes!" Fatty Wang replied slowly, "I could hear you snoring when the medical staff pushed you over here!"

After hearing this, Wu Xie froze as if struck by lightning, as if he had turned into a stone sculpture. Fatty Wang's words kept echoing in his mind, and an indescribable emotion surged in his heart.

He suddenly felt that he could no longer stay in the hospital. He had lost all face in this hospital.

Wu Xie took a deep breath, trying to keep his voice calm, and then carefully asked Fatty Wang, "Fatty, how is your health now? Did the doctor say you can be discharged?"

Fatty Wang was lying on the hospital bed, chewing a biscuit, a satisfied smile on his face. He didn't seem to care about Wu Xie's question and replied casually, "I don't know. I haven't asked yet. Anyway, they give me an IV drip every day. If they don't need it anymore, the head nurse will definitely let me know in advance."

After saying that, Fatty Wang took another bite of the biscuit and continued to enjoy this rare leisure time.

After all, in the past, as soon as I opened my eyes, I was either running away or on the way to escape. I never had a moment to relax and enjoy life.

Life was so good now. He could sleep as long as he wanted. Every day, when he woke up, a nurse from the nurses' station would come over and give him an IV drip, which lasted just over an hour. Afterward, he'd go downstairs for a walk in the garden or work in the hospital kitchen. Aside from not being able to touch the strictly prohibited items, he truly was the freest person in the entire hospital.

"Master San, you're awake!"

When Wu Xie was at a loss, the driver pushed the door open, saw Wu Xie sitting up, and walked forward to say hello, but Wu Xie shattered so easily.