1689 Recovery
Yang Yi waited downstairs.
“Boss, how’s Miss Huo now?” asked Yang Yi as he glanced upstairs.
“We’ll have to wait and see.” Min Yu sat down on the couch. Since he did not rest all night, his eyes were already bloodshot.
Yang Yi nodded. “Miss Huo should be fine.”
After all, she could overcome anything and people like her did not die easily.
Min Yu undid his collar button, pressed his shoulders, and looked at Yang Yi. “Have you found the culprit yet?”
Yang Yi lowered his head in embarrassment. “Nope. We have searched everywhere in the region of unrest. We were unable to find anyone who fit the description, dead or alive.”
Min Yu narrowed his eyes looking a little tired. After some time, he said, “Never mind. They came prepared, so it’s no surprise that we can’t find them.”
Yang Yi lowered his head even more. “I will send men to continue searching.”
“Uh huh,” acknowledged Min Yu. He paused briefly and opened his eyes. “We can start with Qiao En.”
Yang Yi knew about Qiao En. He was Lu Xia’s teacher in Country M. He was also a researcher at Mirage Base. When he attempted to investigate Lu Xia, Qiao En helped to conceal her tracks.
If people from Mirage Base wanted to take Miss Huo, it would make things complicated.
Yang Yi collected his thoughts. After acknowledging Min Yu, he quickly left the estate.
**
Shangguan Hou looked at the grisly injury on his chest. It had only taken a day for him to recover. Also, only a pink scar could be seen on his skin.
If people did not know better, no one would think that these were fresh injuries.
It would probably take three to four months to recover to this state.
“Among all the people who have used this medicine, you have shown the speediest recovery.” Fan Shun sat on the chair leisurely as he tutted.
No wonder Shangguan Hou had high status at the Mirage Base. He was clearly very different from others.
“Is that so? I probably have your medicine to thank for this.” Shangguan Hou put on his clothes unhurriedly.
Even though the injuries looked fine, it was just an illusion in reality. Each time he raised his hands, it would pull the muscles on his chest and cause intense pain inside.
Fan Shun rapped his fingers on his knee as he watched Shangguan Hou dress unhurriedly. “Most probably, there are still people outside looking for you.”
“Doesn’t matter.” Shangguan Hou was unworried about people seeing him. After putting on his clothes, he went to the bathroom.
Fan Shun raised his brow.
10 minutes later, Shangguan Hou came out of the bathroom. When Fan Shun looked at Shangguan Hou’s face, he noticed that it was no longer the same face.
It was the face of a man in his late twenties with a very fair complexion. Even though he did not have handsome features, he looked scholarly and refined.
Fan Shun looked at him a few times and asked in surprise. “Is this your real face?”
He could tell that Shangguan Hou was wearing a human skin mask, but he did not expect him to be so young.
Shangguan Hou wore human skin masks all the time. Over time, he hardly had any expression on his face, so it was impossible to see his emotions.
He glanced at Fan Shun and pursed his lips. “Yes, it is.”
After all these years, he had only shown his real face to Fan Shun.
If he could escape in one piece, he could not continue using his old face. Since Shangguan Hou did not have the tools to make a mask now, he could only remove it and reveal his real face.
