"Behind-the-scenes manipulation?"
Ye Kong seemed to have spotted something suspicious.
But that nun named Milly really did have an exceptional figure.
Curves where there should be curves, a shapely rear where there should be one. Wearing a black nun's uniform with black stockings, she was practically flawless even in Ye Kong's eyes.
"But compared to quite a few of my clones, she's far inferior."
Ye Qian had all kinds of clones, and some of them were rather special.
For example, Miss D1, the short-haired black-haired girl she liked very much. Every clone she proliferated was completely flat.
So flat that they were almost no different from men, with only a few showing the slightest curve.
Yet she looked incredibly pure and innocent, so whenever she happened to hit Ye Qian's preferences, it came with an inexplicable sense of guilt.
As for Rafia, the clones of this blonde girl belonged to the large-sized category.
Of course, that largeness was still within a fairly reasonable range.
The most unreasonable one was a particularly petite clone whose chest was enormous, despite her delicate little appearance. Ye Qian had even suspected that she had proliferated a succubus.
"But why the hell am I paying attention to someone else's figure at a time like this?"
Shaking her head inwardly, Ye Kong continued watching the other side.
Milly placed her hand on the injured man's forehead. After white light flowed into him for a while, she saw him open his eyes and gave him a gentle smile. "Are you all right?"
The man stared blankly at the scene before finally growing emotional, speaking in an extremely weak voice.
"I'm okay... Thank... you."
"Don't move around. Stay calm. Your life is in danger right now, but I'm trying to save you."
Milly's mention of his life being