In the courtyard.
Zhou Zhi calmly recounted the story of the past few years.
It was as though the protagonist of those stories was not himself, but merely an ordinary passerby.
He had used cellular technology to be reborn, regained control of the Patient Association, contacted the major powers, and waited for an opportunity to strike back at the Medical Department.
Wen Xiu looked quiet and gentle, but her hand had been clutching the hem of her clothes the entire time, as though she simply could not calm down.
After a period of silence, Wen Xiu began to sob.
Yet it only lasted a short while.
As though she were venting all the resentment she had built up over the years.
"I thought you really were dead."
Wen Xiu's voice was soft. "To be honest, I'm very happy... really, very happy."
Twenty-Three looked at Zhou Zhi suspiciously.
This little girl had to be one of Zhou Zhi's romantic debts. There was no way around it!
However, the former chairwoman had gotten it wrong this time.
"These past few years... you've had it hard."
Zhou Zhi knew that Wen Xiu had worked tirelessly to keep the New Faction running over the years. Especially during the two years when the Medical Department had sealed off Xuanyuan, some of Xuanyuan's surrenderist factions had been extremely powerful.
No human dragons had been willing to join the New Faction at all.
In the days before the Medical Department purged Xuanyuan, Wen Xiu had sent the New Faction's young Plague Exterminators, including Liang Chensha, to Ultimate Bliss in order to preserve Xuanyuan's embers.
Wen Xiu knew full well that the Medical Department harbored sinister ambitions. Their goal could not merely have been to rule all of Xuanyuan. Otherwise, there would have been no need for them