1941: Fan Qiuhe's Identity

Fan Qiuhe's Identity

"Ah! Oh my, hey, Sis-Sister-in-Law, Little Sister-in-Law!! Stop-stop! I-I was wrong, I was wrong!" Dao Wuji immediately cried uncle.1

/Don't kid him. If he dared to retaliate, Crown Prince Mo and Venerable Immortal Feng would definitely gang up on him./

He'd be crazy to dare to retaliate.

"Alright, it's not early anymore! Stop messing around and return to your rooms to rest!" Mentor Wei Xu's roar came from the door across from them.

Qiao Mu retracted her petite hands in a huff and harrumphed. She waved her small hand at Crown Prince Mo. "Then I'll be going back now."

Mo Lian nodded and watched his wifey return to her room. He then turned his gaze toward Dao Wuji, whose face was beaten black and blue, and said with curved lips, "Don't worry, when we return to the Divine Province, you'll have as many wives as you want."

For some reason, Dao Wuji inexplicably shuddered looking at Crown Prince Mo's unfathomable expression.

/How come he felt like this punk was secretly scheming against him?/

Dao Wuji stuck out his hand. "I-I think. Ac-Actually, having one is g-good enough! Heh heh heh heh."

Crown Prince Mo patted his shoulder with a glance before returning to his room.

Seeing this, Feng Chen gave Dao Wuji a look of sympathy that said "You're on your own" before following Crown Prince Mo back to his room to rest.

Dao Wuji hastily turned to the Little Despot. "Li-Little Despot, do you feel that, uhm… Boss had a weird look in his eyes. He said that, he'll arrange wives for me once we return to the Divine Province. What is that supposed to mean!"

Little Despot examined Dao Wuji as if the latter was a retard. "Won't you know once you get to the Divine Province?"

"Oh." Dao Wuji mused it over and agreed that Little Despot's words made sense.

Worrying over it right now was no use. Not only did it not help, it felt more like he was worrying about imaginary troubles.

"That… hey? Little Despot!" Dao Wuji saw that the Little Despot had also ditched him for his room. He looked around at the empty courtyard before pitifully leaving while drooping his head.

***

After resting the night, everybody felt more energized the next day.

After toiling for so many days, Mentor Wei Xu gave everybody the day off, letting them do as they pleased.

Those who wanted to continue resting in the courtyard lay in their rooms, while those who wanted to go out joined up with others to go explore.

As Qi Xuanxuan wasn't one to laze around, she immediately dragged Qiao Mu along when she heard that they had leisure time. She planned to take a casual stroll around this Godsend Academy.

"We destroyed the zombie's entire underground base in Mount Tai this time. Say, will we get a reward."

Qiao Mu was contemplating over something and didn't respond.

It wasn't until Qi Xuanxuan yanked her arm that she returned to the present. She gave a "Hm?" and looked at Qi Xuanxuan.

"Tut, I said so much yet your mind was actually wandering off the whole time." Qi Xuanxuan eyed her exasperatedly. "What were you thinking about."

Qiao Mu was thinking about Fan Qiuhe.

/What virtues and abilities did Fan Qiuhe possess to be able to build such a large zombie breeding ground underneath Mount Tai?/

/Could it be he was part of this Heavenly Fate organization?/

If Fan Qiuhe was part of Heavenly Fate, then everything seemed to make sense.

Heavenly Fate, this heretical cult, had always taken human beings to be their research subjects.

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