Xu Chen bared his teeth.
Damn, there were already signs of trouble.
His charm was too great—he had to slip away fast!
Otherwise, this mess would be hard to clean up.
Xu Chen immediately shook his head. "No, we're just friends."
The Second Personality gave an oh and asked no further.
She planned to come by again tomorrow and have a proper talk.
What she had not expected was—
This meeting—
Would turn out to be their final farewell.
...Died.
"We're just friends."
After Xu Chen said those words,
The Second Personality left.
When she came again the next day,
She discovered that Xu Chen was gone.
He had not gone into seclusion.
He had vanished completely, without a trace.
An inexplicable panic rose within her.
A subconscious thought surfaced in her heart.
Could something have happened to Xu Chen?
So she began searching for Xu Chen around Zhao Rong's courtyard.
Yet she did not find Xu Chen.
Instead, she found Zhao Rong's corpse.
Fury surged in her heart, and she thought someone had made a move against Xu Chen.
But after turning the matter over in her mind,
Something felt wrong.
Xu Chen possessed the Conversion Imperial Dao.
How could he have fallen so easily?
Realizing this,
She began carefully examining the corpse.
Before long, she discovered
That this corpse had been dead for quite some time.
A whole month, in fact.
And judging from the aura lingering on the bones,
The deceased had cultivated the orthodox Zhao Family cultivation techniques and martial arts.
"So he was a fake Zhao Rong."
At that moment, the Second Personality suddenly woke up to the truth.
No wonder that man knew so many Imperial Daos.
She had been wondering where in this world there could be so many monstrous geniuses.
So he