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The heavy snowfall that fell last night exceeded Chu Donglin's expectations.
It had been bright and sunny at noon, but by the afternoon, the weather changed, and by evening, a thick blanket of snow began to fall.
When he woke up the next morning, the snow outside had already piled up deeply, enough to hinder people's movement.
On the streets, a group of dazed Zombies continued to wander about, their bodies covered in snow, looking as if they were all wearing white hats, which was quite comical.
Several Zombies struggled with the snow-covered streets, tumbling over multiple times.
If it weren't for their decent physical condition, they would have likely ended up bruised and battered by now.
Even so, they appeared much more disheveled than usual.
Wandering aimlessly in their tattered and filthy clothes amidst the cold wind, these solitary Zombies sometimes seemed rather pitiable.
Inside the bank, Chu Donglin dealt with Shishi's persistent questions for a long time and managed to coax her into reluctantly accepting Xing'er’s presence.
However, Shishi took the opportunity to inquire about more matters and learned about Ban Qingya's camp and the two mysterious Twin Girls.
Shishi was very displeased with Chu Donglin for allowing Keara to leave a mark on him.
In her eyes, her father belonged solely to her; how could he share himself with others?
Now that one woman had already gotten ahead of her, she was feeling quite frustrated and could not bear to let two more rivals take her father away from her.
Thus, she began demanding that Chu Donglin erase Keara's mark from him.
But this was something Chu Donglin felt helpless about; after all, even he did not know where Keara had left that mark on his body.
So the Girl had been holding in her frustration for quite some time.
It was January 1st, 2005, and there was less than a day left until the evolution of Chu Donglin's Zombie Legion would be complete.
By this time tomorrow, the subordinates that had evolved into Third-Stage Zombies would gradually Awaken. Chu Donglin's powerful army would finally reveal its formidable shape.
However, just before success was within reach, at noon, Chu Donglin discovered Acha's presence.
When he spotted that enchanting figure, the snow outside was falling heavily.
Turning around, Chu Donglin saw the snow-covered street outside, where a beautiful woman was smiling at him.
Dressed in a delicate Qipao gown, she appeared thin and out of place in this snowy world.
The fan she always held in her hands hung lightly down, as if she were waiting for something.
She smiled and walked towards him step by step.
Then she stopped outside the bank's entrance.
Chu Donglin furrowed his brow and stood up, looking at her coldly.
"Weren't you supposed to have left? Why are you back?"
The snow fell heavily outside. The large flakes drifted gently down, landing on her shoulders and hair, adding a touch of melancholy to the woman’s presence.
She looked at Chu Donglin and smiled.
"I miss you."
Then she opened the fan, covering half of her face. That smile, partially revealed, had an enchanting quality that seemed no different from the first time they met.
But there was a difference.
Chu Donglin looked at her pale complexion and furrowed his brows.
"Are you hurt?"
The woman shook her head.
"It's not an injury; it's just that this body isn't in great condition. I'm fine."
She smiled reassuringly at Chu Donglin, as if he were the one worrying about her. "Do you miss me?"
Chu Donglin stared at her coldly, his gaze as indifferent as ice.
"I want to kill you."
Unsurprisingly, the woman burst into laughter, genuinely amused, as if the one being threatened was not her at all.
She closed the fan, allowing her ghastly smile to fully appear before Chu Donglin.
"That's really your style... Hahaha... Not unexpected at all."
She laughed, shaking her head, appearing somewhat helpless, like a woman dealing with a mischievous child—both exasperated and amused. "Why do you want to kill me? Is it because of Sister Qingya's camp?"
Chu Donglin merely looked at her coldly, not rushing to take action, but he did not give her any favorable expression either.
"One hundred eighty-six lives, including many children, buried by your hands... what do you have to say for yourself?"
The woman smiled, a brilliant smile, before coughing up a mouthful of blood.
The red blood fell onto the white snow, spreading into a red flower pattern, strangely glamorous.
The smile on her face was exceptionally radiant.
She laughed joyfully, gazing obsessively at Chu Donglin's face, chuckling, "Is it just because of this? But I killed many more before this; why aren't you angry?"
Chu Donglin watched her, restraining the increasingly restless snow and Shishi, his brows furrowing tightly.
"What do you really want?"
As she inquired, the woman coughed up another mouthful of fresh blood, her complexion growing even paler.
Yet the smile on her face became increasingly enchanting, like a fleeting glimpse of light.
"I don't want much; I just wanted to come back and see you."
She pressed her hand against her chest, where blood suddenly seeped through her fingers, gradually staining her thin Qipao with glamorous red.
Then the blood dripped down, falling onto the snow and leaving behind scattered red spots.
"I've actually always liked you... Chu Donglin."
She giggled softly, gazing adoringly at Chu Donglin's profile as she walked closer, step by step.
"If I say this, you would be quite troubled, right?"
"Why would someone I've never met like you?"
"You think like this... don't you?"
With a smile, she approached and gently cupped Chu Donglin's face with her hands, pressing her forehead against his. "But I have indeed always liked you..."
Beside them, Xue and Shishi instinctively prepared to attack, but were stopped by Chu Donglin.
He coldly stared at the woman so close to him, allowing her forehead to touch his. He felt the chill of her skin and the faint fragrance that surrounded her. In a frosty tone, he asked, "What do you really want?"
His mental power had already spread out, creating a force field around them.
With just a thought, countless rebar and concrete could pierce through and shred the woman before him into pieces.
Yet, despite the perilous situation, there was no trace of fear on her face.
She remained pressed against Chu Donglin's forehead, smiling gently.
"What do I want? Hehe... Actually, I don't want much. I just want to tell you that I've been observing you and have always liked you..."
She lifted his face and stood on tiptoe to kiss him.
"My dear son... Is there anyone in this world who loves you more than I do?"
Chu Donglin's pupils suddenly constricted.
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...
"My name is Ban Guozhi, and I am Ban Qingya's father. And you, girl? What is your name?"
The old man's inquiry made the girl hesitate for a few seconds. She scrutinized him several times before finally revealing her name.
"I am Keara."
And then there was silence.
The old man was momentarily taken aback, then stared at the girl in front of him with a look of astonishment.
"That's it?"
The girl nodded, her expression one of indifference. "That's it."
Ban Guozhi was completely at a loss for words now.
"This doesn't make sense. Didn't Qingya say you were quite lively? Why have you turned into a mute all of a sudden?"
The girl's brows furrowed.
"Grandpa, that's very rude of you."
"Alright, alright, I apologize... Is that good enough?"
Ban Guozhi shook his head dismissively and turned to walk into the room behind the girl.
"Is your sister still sleeping?"
Keara followed Ban Guozhi into the room and saw her sister deeply asleep on the bed.
She tilted her head to glance at Ban Guozhi, who was facepalming in disbelief. "This brat... It's already noon, isn't it? She really can sleep."
He approached the bed and covered the blanket that had been kicked off when the girl turned over, shaking his head. "Her sleeping posture is terrible... Even if she’s an Ability user and her body is stronger than ordinary people, it's still snowing outside in this harsh winter. It would be strange if she didn't catch a cold. As her sister, why aren't you helping her cover up?"
The latter part of his statement was clearly a reprimand directed at Keara.
The girl glanced at him but remained silent, only frowning and clutching her chest.
Ban Guozhi noticed her reaction.
"What’s wrong? Is your wound hurting again?"
Keara hesitated for a moment but eventually nodded.
"It's normal for it to hurt; after all, it hasn't fully healed yet. However, your bodies as Ability users are much stronger than ordinary people. With proper medical care, you should recover quickly, right?"
With that, Ban Guozhi clapped his hands together.
"Alright, since we've exchanged feelings and introductions, let's get down to business."
With that, the old man walked over to the hospital bed, pulled out a chair, and sat down. He looked at the girl standing beside him.
"Your name is Keara, right? You're this girl's sister. Your Mental Power Ability is spatial movement, allowing you to teleport, and you have the ability to leave a mark on a person that enables you to track them down quickly?"
The girl hesitated for a few seconds before finally nodding in response to the old man's inquiry.
Ban Guozhi clapped his hands and continued.
"Okay, I won't beat around the bush. Let's get straight to the point... You left a mental mark on that fellow named Chu Donglin, which means you can find him. You know where he is now, right?"
Keara's expression instantly turned wary.
"What do you want?"
She scrutinized the old man before her, her brow furrowing tightly.
"Are you an enemy of my brother? Do you want to go after him?" (To be continued...)
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