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When Ziyan led a few people, following Li Manager, into a large firewood room in a side courtyard of the store, she saw a person on the floor bound with ropes in a haphazard manner, resembling a large meat dumpling. This person appeared to be gasping for breath, clearly having been beaten badly just moments ago.
Ziyan stepped forward for a closer look and noticed that this person's face had severe scars on both sides. However, as she examined him from different angles, she felt that the scars were somewhat exaggerated, even a bit fake.
If it were an ordinary person, just a glance at that scarred face would surely evoke disgust, and they wouldn't pay much attention to such an individual.
Being meticulous, Ziyan moved in closer to observe carefully. At that moment, she realized that this person had clearly used disguise techniques; the skin and scars were obviously fabricated.
However, this individual was quite skilled in disguise; an average person wouldn't be able to tell. But that didn't mean she and her mentor Qin Ming, along with her Demonically Charming Man, wouldn't see through it.
Those two had seriously taught her how to recognize disguise techniques and had also shown her how to use them.
So far, she had never had the opportunity to truly practice what she learned.
What Ziyan was most curious about was what lay behind this fake skin! Eating a free meal didn't necessarily reflect a person's character; perhaps this individual was genuinely broke and at the end of their rope?
With that thought, Ziyan turned around and asked everyone who had followed her in, including Li Manager, to leave the firewood room.
Then she leisurely approached the person again, her beautiful eyes sparkling as she bent down playfully to stare at the one who had eaten without paying.
She fixed her gaze on him for quite some time before suddenly asking, "Who are you? Where do you come from?"
Silence! The firewood room was unusually quiet. The person in front did not respond.
"Hey! I'm talking to you!"
Ziyan asked again.
Silence! The person remained unexpectedly silent.
"Damn! Do you really want us to throw you into prison?"
Ziyan impatiently pressed on with another question.
"Cough, cough—"
The person said nothing but suddenly began to cough violently. Moreover, while coughing, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Damn! No way, just for eating a free meal, could it be that Li Manager has beaten this person to the point of internal injury?"
Ziyan felt a slight shock in his heart; Li Manager must have a really cruel heart.
Just as Ziyan reached out to lift the person's chin and was about to continue questioning, he saw the person gasping for breath suddenly faint as if he couldn't catch his breath, collapsing to the ground.
Ziyan felt quite unlucky; this person was too fragile. While secretly cursing in his heart, he shouted loudly towards the outside, "Come here!"
In an instant, the door was pushed open from the outside, and Qi Yu entered first, followed closely by Li Manager. He stretched his neck to look at the person who had eaten a free meal, his eyes wide open in confusion like copper bells.
"Are you still surprised? This person just ate a free meal and you all beat him to this near-death state?"
Ziyan was very displeased and glared at Li Manager with a cold expression, radiating an endless chill.
"Uh? Is he in a state of near death? No, no, no, Master, we didn't do that. We weren't harsh with him."
Li Manager looked at his master with some grievance.
"What? You didn't go easy on him?"
Ziyan found it hard to believe his ears and asked for confirmation again.
"Master, we really didn't! We never cause trouble unnecessarily. Unless the other party is truly hostile, like when we first established ourselves in the capital. We occasionally acted harshly back then, but today we really haven't."
Li Manager began to helplessly defend himself.
While Ziyan and Li Manager were talking, Qi Yu had already crouched down and reached out to check the man's breath, then carefully took his pulse.
Furrowing his brows, he said to Ziyan, "Master, you have indeed misunderstood Li Manager. This person has long been seriously injured and shows signs of poisoning."
"Oh, is that so?"
Ziyan also approached the man and looked him over again.
Seeing that the man still had breath, he instructed, "In that case, you go fetch Doctor Mo from Jishitang. Just tell her I sent for her to treat an injured person."
"Is it really necessary to save this person? In my opinion, it would be better to throw him out of the city to avoid unnecessary trouble for us," Qi Yu reminded Ziyan somewhat disapprovingly.
"What did you say? Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda."
Ziyan shot an unhappy glare at Qi Yu.
"Alright! Since it's the Sect Leader's wish, Li Manager, you should hurry to Jishitang."
Ziyan's glare put Qi Yu in an awkward position, but Qi Yu reacted quickly and immediately entrusted the task of fetching Doctor Mo to Subordinate Li Manager.
"Yes! Subordinate obeys."
Li Manager understood the assignment well and promptly cupped his fist in salute to both Ziyan and Qi Yu before turning to leave.
Ziyan, visibly displeased, glared at Qi Yu again. Qi Yu lowered his head to explain, "Sect Leader, it's not that Qi Yu lacks compassion; it's just that the martial world is perilous. Sometimes, when you think you're doing good by being kind, it might end up causing trouble for you instead."
"Oh—fine, then this time I won't hold it against you for everything you have done for this Sect Leader. But I must save this person today."
Ziyan looked again at the person still lying on the ground, feeling inexplicably that this person's gaze seemed familiar.
In truth, she had also considered the dangers of the martial world; wise people often choose to avoid unnecessary trouble. Yet it was precisely because this person looked familiar that Ziyan's curiosity grew stronger.
"Alright! Since it's what the Sect Leader wishes to do, I shall do my utmost to help you achieve your goal."
With that, Qi Yu walked over to the person and lifted him up, then headed toward the quarters of the Clerks with familiarity.
Naturally, Ziyan followed closely behind and arrived at the large dormitory of the Clerks.
Qi Yu gently placed the person on the edge of the large bed, then patted and adjusted his clothes before speaking to Ziyan again: "This is the servants' room. Master, why not go rest in the Guest Room upstairs for a while?"
"Uh? Oh, it's fine. I'll just wait here for Doctor Mo to arrive," Ziyan insisted on staying in the room.
However, he suddenly recalled the familiar eyes of that person. So, Ziyan bypassed Qi Yu and bent down again to seriously examine the scarred face.
He thought to himself: Since he has already fainted, it wouldn't hurt to satisfy my curiosity!
With that in mind, Ziyan reached out and grabbed the skin near the person's ear, then forcefully tore from left to right. Instantly, the Golden Mask was ripped off by Ziyan.
Qi Yu had already noticed that this person was disguised, which was why he was worried that this person might cause trouble for Ziyan and the entire Heavenly Pivot Sect.
But at that moment, the Master was determined to save this person, and as a subordinate, Qi Yu had no choice but to comply.
Now seeing Ziyan remove the Golden Mask, his curiosity was naturally piqued as well.
In an instant, both he and Ziyan almost simultaneously fixed their gazes on the newly revealed face.
When Ziyan clearly saw that face, there was a moment of daze followed by shock. Then his body swayed as if he were about to fall.
Qi Yu quickly steadied her in alarm as she stood beside him.
What on earth is this?
Others may not know, but Ziyan knows exactly why she is so flustered, because the face in front of her is almost identical to Ji Shaochen, the person she deeply loved in the Twenty-First World.
The only difference is that this person has long hair and clothing typical of ancient men; otherwise, there is basically no distinction.
Supported by Yuwen Yu, Ziyan nearly turned to stone. How could fate be so cruel?
"Master, what's wrong?" Yuwen Yu asked anxiously, concerned and puzzled.
"Uh? Oh, it's nothing. It's just that this person looks too much like someone I once knew," Ziyan replied dazedly.
"Someone the Master once knew? Can you be sure it's this person?" Yuwen Yu continued to probe.
"No, it shouldn't be!" Ziyan answered, still somewhat confused. However, she quickly realized one thing: how could that be possible? They did not belong to the same time or era, so how could they be the same person?
Moreover, if he really were Ji Shaochen who had crossed over, he should have recognized her by now instead of pretending not to know her.
Thinking of this, Ziyan shook her head vigorously and firmly denied, "No. It's just that he looks a bit similar."
If he were truly that person from her past life, she might not even want to save him! Ziyan secretly muttered in her heart. Her thoughts then flew far away to the distant Twenty-First Century.
Memories of her childhood in the orphanage when she first met Ji Shaochen—those innocent moments of childhood friendship; then memories of leaving the orphanage to be with her beloved Adoptive Father; and finally, the confrontation on the cliff with Ji Shaochen and that female criminal.
In an instant, a sharp pain shot through Ziyan's head, startling Yuwen Yu into quickly pulling Ziyan into his embrace.
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