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Chapter 460 The Real Janus
Ai Liang's explanation left Fang Donghai speechless.

He trusted the man with a thousand faces, and that was indeed his own fault; he had no one else to blame.

"That Janus... is it really me?"

Jin Ping'an released the safety of his pistol, a resolute look on his face.

If Jin Pingan were told at this moment that he was indeed Janus, this stubborn man would definitely shoot himself immediately.

With your stupidity, you think you can be the mastermind behind everything?

Ai Liang retorted without any politeness, "Are you an idiot?"

Ai Liang pointed at Fang Donghai, who was bound and unable to move: "This guy was completely fooled. Someone sold him out, and he's still helping them count the money. You believe his nonsense?"

Fang Donghai was about to retort, but then he thought about it again and realized that Ai Liang was absolutely right.

He was completely following the orders of the Thousand-Faced Man.

Since the man with a thousand faces has been deceiving himself all along, how much truth is there in what he says?
Fang Donghai carefully recalled all his conversations with the Thousand-Faced Man.

As he thought about it, Fang Donghai felt increasingly disheartened.

The Man of a Thousand Faces never admitted that Jin Ping'an was Janus.

It's not a deception, because everything was just something I made up in my own mind.

The man with a thousand faces simply didn't deny it.

This guy has been playing word games with himself all along!
Could a short sword kill Kim Ping An?
Of course! How could an ordinary person survive if they stabbed themselves in a vital spot?

Killing Janus would guarantee Fang Xinlei's leg would return to normal?

Of course I can guarantee it, because I can't kill him at all!
Having figured everything out, Fang Donghai began to despair.

Everything he had done was in vain; those people didn't care at all whether he and Fang Xinlei lived or died.

Fang Donghai looked at Jin Ping'an beside him.

He realized that the only thing he could do now was to ask Jin Ping'an to take care of Fang Xinlei.

Otherwise, how would a girl with mobility issues, a difficult personality, and who has lost both parents survive?

"The hermit is right, I am a complete fool who has been deceived."

Fang Donghai looked at Jin Ping'an with pleading eyes: "I killed Cheng Lejia, my life is yours to decide, but please take care of me..."

'I am coming.'

A sudden voice rang in Ai Liang's mind.

This is Xia Qiyuan using the engraving to send him a message.

"Who told you Cheng Lejia is dead?"

Ai Liang stopped wasting time with nonsense and directly interrupted Fang Donghai's act of entrusting his son to someone: "He's still alive and well."

This time, both of them were stunned.

Every time Ai Liang speaks, she reveals important information.

This makes their emotions fluctuate like a rollercoaster.

Jin Ping'an, who had not yet recovered from his grief, almost fainted when he heard that Cheng Lejia was still alive, overwhelmed with mixed feelings of sorrow and joy.

He immediately grabbed Ai Liang's arm and shouted, "Le Jia is still alive?! Where is he?!"

Ai Liang brushed Jin Ping'an's hand away and distanced herself from him: "He's right here."

"Right here? What...does...this...mean..."

As Jin Ping'an spoke, he seemed to realize something, and his voice gradually decreased until he lost his voice.

Fang Donghai's expression was equally astonished.

He was certain that he had broken Cheng Lejia's neck, so why did the hermit say that Cheng Lejia was still alive?

unless……

Ai Liang looked at Jin Ping'an, or rather, at Jin Ping'an's abdomen: "You've been watching the show for so long, it's time to come out, isn't it? Do you expect me to invite you?"

When Jin Ping'an saw Ai Liang looking at him, he said, "What are you saying... um!"

Before he could finish speaking, a sharp pain in his abdomen forced Jin Ping'an to kneel down.

He felt something gathering from his limbs and bones toward his abdomen.

"How boring! Can't you just wait until they finish speaking?"

A voice that Jin Ping'an recognized very well came from his abdomen.

"Uh...ahhh!!!"

puff!

Black liquid gushed out from Jin Ping'an's abdomen, gradually transforming into the shape of a short sword.

Fang Donghai's eyes widened and his mouth gaped open. This short sword was the very one that had pierced Jin Ping'an's abdomen earlier!

However, this short sword now seemed to have come to life, and it circled around Jin Ping'an in a rather human-like manner.

The short sword came to the open space to the side, and to the astonishment of the two, it melted back into "liquid" and continued to expand, eventually transforming into a person they knew very well.

Ai Liang took a half step back with a hint of disdain, keeping her distance from Janus.

Mimicking oneself into a miniature dagger, then burrowing into someone else's body.

Just thinking about it made Ai Liang feel uncomfortable all over.

After regaining his footing, Cheng Lejia transformed into a casual outfit and greeted the two with a smile: "Oh, it's been a while... not that long, it seems like less than two days?"

Jin Ping'an clutched his abdomen. The moment he saw Cheng Lejia, a bone-chilling cold seemed to freeze the blood in his entire body.

Faced with the fear of the unknown, and that despairing idea.

Under the double blow, Jin Ping'an actually hoped that Fang Donghai's guesses were true.

Because in that case, all I need to do is commit suicide to solve everything and avoid facing the cruel truth that follows.

"Let's leave Dr. Fang aside for now... Ping An, you don't seem very happy to see me?"

Cheng Lejia, or rather Janus, smiled and walked towards Jin Ping'an.

He had just taken a step when a sharp shout made him stop in his tracks.

"Stop! What are you?!" Jin Ping'an pointed his gun at Cheng Lejia.

"what?"

Cheng Lejia crossed his arms and frowned as he said, "He was so crazy when my fake body died, but he was heartbroken when he woke up this morning."

Now that I've come back to life, you ask me what I am—that's truly heartbreaking, my dearest friend.

Jin Ping'an's finger touched the trigger: "Who exactly are you?!"

Cheng Lejia placed one hand on his chest and bowed slightly: "As you can see, I am Jin Ping'an's close friend, the heir to Shengjia Group, and the master of Song Jie and Hu Yingshao."

"There's also another insignificant little identity."

Cheng Lejia narrowed his eyes, solidified the surrounding space with his ability, and plopped down on it: "Janus, the space ability apostle codenamed 'Disciple' within the Apostle Society."

Jin Ping'an couldn't understand a word Cheng Lejia was saying.

He never imagined that Cheng Lejia was also a person with special abilities.

Jin Ping'an gazed at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure sitting on the spatial gate from afar.

The muzzle of the gun pointed at the other party trembled slightly.

Cheng Lejia sighed and shook his head: "Don't point a gun at me. Even though this thing is just a toy, I'll be very sad if you point a gun at me."

"you……"

Before Jin Pingan could finish speaking, Cheng Lejia clapped his hands and said, "Oh right, I don't think I've explained what happened the night before last."

Cheng Lejia jumped down and stomped his foot on the ground. A "human" figure slowly emerged from the concrete ground.

(End of this chapter)