For once, Xianyu took the Chief Strategist's words to heart. He slowly walked away and stepped onto Yaoqing's streets, which he had not taken a good look at in a long time.
In the past, whenever Xianyu and his subordinates walked down this road, enthusiastic Yaoqing natives would stop them and stuff their pockets with all sorts of little gifts.
Fortunately, Xianyu had deleted the information about himself from the textbooks ahead of time. Now, no one remembered him, and no one besides his subordinates could recognize him.
Soon, dark clouds gathered overhead, and fat raindrops came tumbling down. Pedestrians hurried to find shelter from the rain.
Little by little, the rain soaked Xianyu's hair.
Only then did he remember that today was a scheduled rainy day on Yaoqing.
Xianyu looked around and spotted a pavilion nearby. Just as he was about to turn toward it, a child with short, gray-blue hair suddenly entered his field of vision.
For some inexplicable reason, Xianyu looked into the child's dazzling blue eyes.
Found them, he thought.
He had found someone who could use Fenghuang Down and take his place.
Perhaps it was because the child's hair and eyes looked far too much like someone in his fragmented memories.
That was why Xianyu felt so certain that the child could use Fenghuang Down.
Although this deduction had no basis and went against his usual way of doing things, he kept his eyes on the child, watching them run all the way to the pavilion.
Suppressing the joy welling up inside him, Xianyu opened the child's panel and discovered that, aside from scientific research, their stats were all very close to SSR level.
At that moment, he could no longer control his expression and ran after them.
His successor was still young. There was