Hu Xiaoniu returned safely, and Yi was responsible for waking Qing Chen.
In this cover-up plan, the most crucial link was the stand-in. Qing Chen needed an extra helper in order to get away.
So Hu Xiaoniu disguised himself as the Head Butler, while Qing Chen remained logged into the Superconducting World. The Western Continent was filled with surveillance cameras; even the hallways on the sixty-seventh floor were monitored. Thus, in Storm City's Skywatch system, the "Head Butler" entered the room alone, and no one else had entered or left that room in nearly three years. Therefore, the only person who could walk out of that room was naturally the Head Butler.
Unless someone was determined to lock onto him, this large-scale operation should have temporarily resolved the identity crisis.
Of course, there was still one final step. At that moment, Qing Chen looked at Big Yu.
Big Yu felt somewhat uncomfortable under his gaze. "Little Yu and Zard begged me to come. It wasn't because I wanted to come myself."
Qing Chen asked bluntly, "You drew me, didn't you? Draw the Light of the White Race—"
"I didn't!" Big Yu snapped.
Qing Chen smiled faintly. "How would I know why you drew me? But I know you definitely did. Take it out. I need to use it."
With over a hundred people in the room, Big Yu felt as though he were being publicly executed. How could he let so many people know that he had drawn Qing Chen? What if they misunderstood?
"I didn't draw him!"
Zard said, "He drew him really well." Big Yu: "???"
Seeing Big Yu's expression gradually turn livid, Zard immediately felt a little guilty. "I know I was wrong, but I'll still dare to do it next time."
"I know I was wrong,