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Xi Xiu remembered that when her Mental Power had roamed everywhere underground, she had noticed that 95 was indeed somewhat lacking.

She had thought 95 would not make it.

Unexpectedly, she had survived.

Moreover, Lin Zeyu had cared for her attentively all along. He had not even had children with his own partner.

Under their care, 95 had lived happily, free of much worry.

Though her illness caused her pain whenever it flared up, Lin Zeyu had taken excellent care of her.

Seeing the obscure look on Xi Xiu's face, Qing Zhixun voiced his guess. "Of these people, Boranlan and Lin Rumei may want to meet you."

"Mm, then I'll meet them." What Xi Xiu was wondering was why there was still one person who had never shown herself.

Seeing the contemplation in her eyes, Qing Zhixun seemed to have switched on their telepathic connection. "As for the other one's whereabouts, Ye Yunhan stopped looking. I had my people continue following the earlier leads, but there's still no clue so far."

Xi Xiu merely glanced at him and said nothing. This guy really understood her far too well.

Extremely suspicious!

Qing Zhixun did not know that he had revealed quite a few tells lately, though he knew himself that he would not be able to hide it for much longer.

The Central Brain seemed lost in thought. It had been sitting there with its right hand supporting its cheek, staring at the river as though it did not know what it was looking at...

Qing Zhixun handed Xi Xiu several newly released snacks. They were fragrant and crispy, their aroma blooming the instant they touched her tongue.

The Alliance favored sweets, with no overly complicated seasonings. Once eaten, there was no lingering aftertaste.

That was why Xi Xiu had found