So Tang Liu Set His Sights on the Dragon Bone

Tang Liu said nothing, only smiling as he snapped his fingers.

The next moment, a flood of memories surged into Dugu Bo's mind.

In an instant, the strange sense of discord in his heart vanished without a trace, and he understood why he had been so wary of Tang Liu.

"Well? I didn't lie to you, did I? My brother really can help you remove the poison from your body," Tang Liu said with a smile.

Dugu Bo stood there blankly for a moment, adjusting to the memories that had suddenly appeared, before finally speaking. "You can even control my memories?"

"Of course. I told you, I can control everything about you." Tang Liu spoke as naturally as if he had done something utterly insignificant. "To make your performance more convincing, I had no choice but to seal away some of your memories and let you act in character. Well? Was that killing intent you felt toward my brother especially real?" Tang Liu's grin was thoroughly unserious.

Dugu Bo had no desire to laugh. Instead, his wariness of Tang Liu deepened, and he even felt a faint trace of fear. "Once this is all over, you must remove whatever you left inside me!"

"Don't worry. I have no intention of harming you. After all, we'll only be growing closer and closer." Tang Liu's smile faded as he gave Dugu Bo a meaningful look. "Now then, you didn't see me wake up, and you didn't remember anything just now."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Liu collapsed onto the ground again. Dugu Bo, meanwhile, stood dazed in place for a second before those memories were sealed away once more.

Now, he only remembered that he would soon have to endure pain, and that he hoped Tang San, that little monster,