We couldn't be sure whether Zhao Laoqi and Du Ruhai were working together.
But he really had been the one who told me to take those two Ash Urns from Du Ruhai's house.
That action had harmed Du Ruhai's interests.
And it was precisely because of those two Ash Urns that I had managed to get Meng Yifan back in exchange.
Now Du Ruhai's house had been robbed again. Apart from Zhao Laoqi, I couldn't think of anyone else who would dare steal from Du Ruhai.
But I couldn't figure out what he had stolen to get Du Ruhai so worked up.
"Look, I don't care whether that damned old man stole it."
Meng Yifan swore. "But Du Ruhai thinks I stole it now. That rotten old bastard is always up to no good, and he sold us out!"
He already knew that Zhao Laoqi had sold us out.
Whatever Zhao Laoqi's goal was, the fact that he had sold us out was enough to leave a bad taste in our mouths.
"Right, who exactly saved you?"
Song Xiaotian looked at me curiously. "Why all the mystery? Didn't you say you'd tell us once we got to the hospital? You can tell us now."
I told them a ghost had saved me.
Song Xiaotian and Meng Yifan stared blankly.
"That ghost was Du Yuwei..."
Both of them were so frightened they shot to their feet and nearly ran out of the hospital room.
"How could she have been the one who saved you!"
"Why would she possibly save you!"
"I don't know either."
I was even more bewildered about it than they were. "I was barely conscious at the time, so I don't know whether it was a hallucination, but that figure I saw from behind... was Du Yuwei."
Song