I Am Your Father

"Where was this?" Zhu Ping froze, his peripheral vision swiftly sweeping over the surroundings. He found himself in a small medical room.

At the desk next door sat a doctor—Killer J in a white coat.

Zhu Ping quickly caught his reflection in the polished floor tiles beside him and saw that he still wore the face of the Federation soldier he had disguised himself as.

He immediately calmed down and analyzed his current situation.

"It's very likely that when I inscribed Origin Nine Lives, it clashed with that evil god and caused its descent to fail."

"But the Three Sects' defensive line collapsed completely because of it. Since I was disguised as a Federation soldier and they found I still had a pulse, they brought me back for treatment."

"From the looks of it, my identity hasn't been exposed, but there definitely won't be any shortage of scrutiny."

After all, the descent of the Gods and Devils had been unexpectedly interrupted, and he had been near the scene. Even if his identity was confirmed to be fine, anything connected to the Gods and Devils was no small matter.

Until it was confirmed that Zhu Ping was normal, his freedom would not be guaranteed.

"Of course, there's another question. Why is this guy working here as a doctor?" Zhu Ping looked at Killer J, recalling that vague dream from before.

He was not sure whether Killer J now knew his identity, nor whether the person who had helped him sever the contaminated soul when he died in that dream had truly been the Killer J before him.

"So I was saved, Doctor?" Zhu Ping immediately put on an act. Killer J's identity was far too mysterious. Other than knowing he was connected to the Soul-Scorching Flame, Zhu Ping knew nothing else