Replacing Flesh, Replacing Skin

Li Ziran had experienced the Bauhinia Lineage's abilities before. Casually stealing memories was a nightmare for any living being.

He could even imagine thousands of heads falling at once. Of course, that was only if Duke Ranchi was ruthless enough and exceptionally skilled at preserving his own life.

Although he still did not know the specific situation in North Sea Port, judging from the depraved state displayed by Hippo Ancient City, no place there could possibly be much better.

Duke Ranchi's appearance had undoubtedly driven a nail straight into the vital point of his business.

Killing Duke Ranchi was absolutely the simplest and most effective method.

However, judging from Anfuni's experience, Duke Ranchi had already made sufficient preparations.

Li Ziran took out a scalpel and motioned for Anfuni to lie on the bed. The competition between Duke Ranchi and the Dark Council had little effect on him.

The forces within North Sea Port were tangled and intertwined. It was not a place one person could take control of at will. The Dark Council was no pile of rotten fish and spoiled shrimp; on the contrary, their methods were even more extreme, not to mention the involvement of Demons.

Hippo Ancient City should be fine in the short term. That meant the Red Fan District plan would not be affected.

Compared to faraway North Sea Port, Anfuni's condition was far more important right now.

After the anesthetic was injected, Anfuni quietly closed her eyes. She seemed exhausted, her entire body practically slumped across the operating table.

Li Ziran felt a pang of heartache as he looked at her. What kind of torment had this girl endured?

Clearly, she had not told him everything about the battle on Sulfur Island.

As he gently loosened her clothes, what lay across her chest was