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It wasn't directed at you; it was meant for the one who wanted to set the fire. That person clearly intended for us to perish together.
How cruel!
Xiao Wang Yi rubbed his forehead, unsure of where he had bumped it while trying to extinguish the flames, feeling a bruise forming. He took out a pen and jotted down the incident in his notebook. After finishing, he flipped a few pages back and suddenly noticed that half a page had been torn out. Who tampered with his notebook?
Shen Jianghuan glanced at the two people lying on the table. Perhaps they would provide us with some useful information once they woke up.
Let’s hope so, Fan Xiaonan replied with a pout, her face filled with helplessness.
Five hours later.
Xu Le and Ke Jianping woke up simultaneously. The messengers hadn’t gone far; they were sitting nearby, waiting for them to regain consciousness.
Before they could ask anything, the two men began to argue first.
Xu Le felt a sharp pain in his head, as if something had struck him hard. In reality, there was a large bruise on the back of his neck; Shen Jianghuan had already applied some medicine to it.
Damn! he cursed under his breath. Why does it hurt so much?
Ke Jianping didn’t feel any pain in his head; he only looked somewhat dazed, struggling to recall how he had lost consciousness but unable to remember anything.
Xu Le looked up and saw Ke Jianping lying on the table as well. Suddenly, memories flooded back—he remembered the kitchen and the smell of oil. Just as he turned around, Ke Jianping had knocked him out with a blow.
He jumped up angrily, pointing at Ke Jianping. Damn it, are you trying to harm me?
Ke Jianping's eyes widened, veins bulging on his neck as he tilted his head back defiantly and shouted, I’m harming you? You’re the one who harmed me!
If you didn’t want to harm me, why did you knock me out?
Who do you think knocked you out? Ke Jianping retorted indignantly, his voice nearly breaking through the ceiling.
It was you who knocked me out! Xu Le was absolutely certain he wasn’t mistaken, fury blazing in his eyes.
Why would I knock you out for no reason? Ke Jianping shot back, clenching his fists tightly.
You— Xu Le’s head throbbed violently as he wrapped his arms around it in pain, his expression twisted in agony as memories surged like a tide.
He remembered that he had two important discoveries to share with Tan Ming, but then Ke Jianping appeared and knocked him out. Just before he lost consciousness, he heard Ke Jianping say, "Well, that solves one more problem!"
"You think I'm afraid to tell the class monitor?" Xu Le covered his head, unable to recall what he was supposed to tell Tan Ming.
What were those two significant discoveries again?
"I forgot, but you definitely have bad intentions!" Xu Le asserted confidently.
Ke Jianping rolled up his sleeves, revealing his muscular arms. "Bad intentions? If I had bad intentions, I would have slipped something into your food long ago. Don't you dare pin that on me! I hate it when people throw dirt on my name!"
"You think I'm scared of you?" Xu Le angrily threw off his jacket and tossed it to the ground, exposing his well-defined muscles, tense and ready to explode at any moment.
Seeing that the two were about to clash, the Master Ban rushed over to mediate, tightly gripping Ke Jianping's arm. "Calm down! Don't be impulsive!"
Xu Le was firmly held back by Zhang Liu and others.
"I’m telling the truth," Xu Le insisted. "Ke Jianping has bad intentions; he must be the culprit!"
After walking a few meters, Ke Jianping stopped, shook off the Master Ban's grip in anger, and stormed back over, only to be pulled back again by the Master Ban with all his strength.
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