The Secret on My Father's Body, the Relationship Between the Two

"They've all left!" Ye Jinghong suddenly said at that moment.

"Who? Who left?" I asked.

Ye Jinghong replied, "That guy named Chang Shuai. I have to say, he does look quite worthy of his name."

I narrowed my eyes. Of course, I wasn't wondering whether Chang Shuai was actually handsome. I was thinking about why Chang Shuai and the others had left.

Generally speaking, if Chang Shuai and the others left, it either meant something big was about to happen here, or they had withdrawn to watch what we intended to do. And what could we do? Nothing more than retrieve the Heart Core. They wanted to sit back and reap the rewards.

That crazy woman had set up this scheme for the Heart Core. Xu Zheng was by her side, and not just Xu Zheng—there was also the Black-Robed Man, whom even Ying Gou and Ye Jinghong found troublesome.

I asked Xu Qiuyan, "How many Black-Robed Men are there?"

Xu Qiuyan did not hesitate. She said there were probably seven or eight. She also said that, according to her mother, not everyone could be transformed into a Black-Robed Man. The requirements for the transformation were not exceptionally harsh, but the success rate was not high either—only around ten percent.

And if the transformation failed, the subject could only die.

I did some quiet calculations. If there really were only seven or eight Black-Robed Men, then at least seventy or eighty people must have undergone the transformation. Only ten percent of them survived, which meant that, in order to create those seven or eight Black-Robed Men, more than seventy lives had been wasted for nothing.

That crazy woman truly was insane.

She treated human lives like grass.

But throughout history, the victor had been king and the loser a bandit.