Zhuge Lan's eyes held a rare trace of envy. If only he could also invoke the celestial phenomena…
He shook his head. Such a thought was merely a fleeting wish. Talent was talent; envy was all there was to it.
Lin Xiao was already so outstanding, and with descendants possessing such gifts… the Lin family's reign was all but assured for the future.
Even Lin Xiao himself was stunned.
He knew Luo Bing's talent was good, but he hadn't realized the extent of this young man's aptitude.
At this moment, he stood with his arms crossed, gazing at Luo Bing, who was in a state of deep meditation.
This boy's appearance suggested he was about to defy fate!
Though he didn't know the nuances of good or average talent, this clearly looked like a reincarnation of some celestial being.
However, with such a talented child, had the Shadow Assassins directly altered their mission?
Lin Xiao glanced again at Xun'er, who had also begun to cultivate. He pondered for a moment. Could it be that the Shadow Assassins' original mission here was not to harm these two children?
The old Taoist priest had deliberately let him go. He now had reason to suspect that not only had he been intentionally released, but there were hidden manipulators behind all of this.
Though he didn't understand why he wasn't allowed to kill Number Thirty-Seven.
Watching the two children who had already entered a meditative state, Lin Xiao waved his hand, and a gentle spiritual energy carried them back to their rooms.
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Zheng Aijia sat in his hospital room, staring blankly at the food in his hands. Having been hospitalized for so many days, he had diligently tried to recall what had happened in the preceding days, but in the end, he remembered nothing.
It was as if all relevant memories had been erased. Yet, his everyday training, his memories of his family, remained intact. He still clearly remembered all the knowledge he had acquired. Only the memories related to the Lin family were gone.
His father had told him everything about his past dealings with the Lin family, but he still couldn't recall any of it.
He, himself, had orchestrated the downfall of the Lin family?
And turned Lin Xiao into an orphan?
Was this something he had done?
And for what reason had he done it?
He couldn't remember anything, yet he tried his best to think, to understand why he had acted that way, and what benefits he had gained, where those benefits lay… httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
"Third brother, are you feeling any better?"
Zheng Aimin entered the room with food. He visited his third brother every day. Seeing his third brother sitting on the bed with a vacant expression, he sighed inwardly.
Who would have thought that such a thing would happen to their Zheng family?
"My body feels much better, but I still can't remember anything… I'll be discharged in a few days, and then I'll have to go serve my sentence," Zheng Aijia said, taking the lunchbox from his brother.
Upon hearing those words, Zheng Aimin's hand trembled. He then nodded and said, "Yes, otherwise, it would be difficult for us to explain."
Indeed, it was difficult to explain.
Since it had been confirmed that he was the one who did it, how could they possibly provide an explanation?
That was Lin Xiao. It was possible Lin Xiao would become the Dragon Lord in the future. And now, to suddenly tell them that Zheng Aijia of the Zheng family was the one who caused Lin Xiao's family to be destroyed and his life ruined.
Moreover, just a few days ago, he had even mocked Lin Xiao to his face, calling him a stray dog.
He considered it a mercy from Lin Xiao that he was still alive and sitting on a hospital bed.