Empress Dowager Garnet had lost. No matter what, she had never expected that the Bone Fusion Potion the Wandering Alchemist gave her afterward would be a version with its active ingredient concentration reduced by two-thirds, causing the medicinal effect to last only two hours.
Little Ford took the medicine at eight in the morning and underwent the test after eleven. More than three hours had passed—how could their blood possibly fuse?
At this point, Zhou Ming also believed that Jerome was absolutely not descended from the late emperor, but an illegitimate child the old woman had conceived through an affair with someone else.
The rumors he had fabricated had actually turned out to be real facts, not baseless slander.
Why say that?
Because the old woman's reaction had been far too strange.
On one hand, she searched everywhere for a way to cheat and prove that Little Ford carried the late emperor's bloodline.
On the other hand, she tried to silence witnesses by killing the Wandering Alchemist Zhou Ming had sent.
Wasn't her guilty conscience and desperate attempt to cover things up proof that she had done something shameful?
If she had truly had a clear conscience, she could have taken the test openly and honestly. Why make so many moves and give Zhou Ming an opening to exploit?
In short, Zhou Ming had won not because he was so extraordinary, but because his opponents were too incompetent. They had exposed too many flaws for him to exploit, allowing him to defeat them one by one in the end.
Thus, the secret to Zhou Ming's victory did not lie with himself, but with his opponents.
That was also why, after careful analysis, he had chosen to enter this body.
But there was still one question that would surely leave people