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Chapter 108 You and I are colleagues, but you want to be my father.

"Luo Linwen called to ask you out for dinner, but I told her to decline." Shang Xingjian noticed that she seemed to be in a bad mood and carefully applied the medicine to her.

"I still need to see him, but not now." Cheng Mai's palms were burning with pain, which was relieved after applying medicine. She instinctively looked at Shang Xingjian's wrist, where the golden dragon was no longer coiled.

So Jinlong must have left.

"Where's the dragon?" Cheng Mai asked, not having seen it.

"Once the dragon bones were retrieved, he regained his freedom and went to Xuantian Temple to look for people."

"Xuantian Temple?" Cheng Mai repeated his name, as if he had thought of something. "Go find Sanze?"

She remembered that the comment given to Sanze by the merchant guild was that it was like a dragon trapped in shallow waters.

"Mm." Shang Xingjian applied the medicine to her, and to make the medicine work faster, he lowered his head and gently blew on her palm.

Cheng Mai froze, instinctively trying to pull his hand back, but Shang Xingjian gripped his wrist tightly.

"do not move."

Cheng Mai gave up struggling and looked at Shang Xingjian, who was blowing on his wound, "You don't seem very happy."

"I never expected your mortal body to be so fragile." If he had known, he certainly wouldn't have let her try to extract the dragon bone with her bare hands.

Cheng Mai: "..." Although he was offended by the impoliteness, he could also feel the concern.

"It's just a superficial injury, it'll be fine in a few days." Cheng Mai softened his tone, unusually refraining from saying anything sarcastic.

Shang Xingjian glanced up at her and shook her hand away.

Despite being dumped, Cheng Mai remained in good spirits.

Looking at his hand wrapped up like a dumpling, Cheng Mai frowned again. "It's not like my hand is broken. How am I supposed to use my hands if you wrap it up like this?"

"Isn't it pretty? It's beautiful, and it even has a bow." Shang Xingjian felt that he had done a good job bandaging it, after all, Xuanhe Shenjun had never bandaged anyone's wounds in his life.

Cheng Mai flipped his heavy hand over, wanting to ask, "What's so good about this?"

"Boss, it's Maimai." Shen Luo knocked on the door to let them know she was coming in.

Shang Xingjian got up, closed the medicine box, and let Shen Luo in.

Shen Luo's face was still a little pale due to her physical condition, but she had almost fully recovered.

"There's news from Yuncheng, a call from General Meng An." Shen Luo waved his phone, then blinked after seeing Cheng Mai's right hand. "Your hand is broken?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was given a cold, piercing look by the merchant.

Shen Luo immediately shut up, as if he had guessed something.

Cheng Mai looked at Shang Xingjian with a half-smile. "You can't even say something if your skills aren't up to par?"
Shen Luo, being a shrewd person, naturally wouldn't provoke her boss at this time. So, in an extremely obsequious manner, she handed her phone to Shang Xingjian, who then refused to take it before passing it on to Cheng Mai.

Cheng Mai couldn't hold the phone with his right hand, so he could only answer the call with his left.

“Father,” Cheng Mai said.

Besides the routine mountain search, General Meng An also learned about the Hanshan Temple incident, so he called to ask Cheng Mai if there were any problems.

Cheng Mai felt a warmth in her heart, knowing that there was always someone watching over her.

After repeatedly assuring General Meng An that he was alright, Cheng Mai chatted with him about the situation in Yun City before ending the call.

"Where's my dad?" Cheng Mai handed the phone back to Shen Luo and asked another question.

Shen Luo's eyes darted around.

"What did he do now?" Shen Luo took a deep breath. "Don't be angry when I tell you."

Cheng Mai didn't answer whether he would be angry, he just looked at Shen Luo.

"Shen's Group signed contracts with several new suppliers yesterday, thanks to Cheng Ming's connections. And those suppliers have a very good reputation, so Shen's Group's situation is improving. As you know, he is the chairman of Cheng's Group, so he still has a lot of influence."

After Shen Luo finished speaking, he was still carefully looking at Cheng Mai. Cheng Mai was not angry, but his expression was somewhat somber.

"Actually, I think..."

"I understand." Cheng Mai interrupted Shen Luo. Cheng Ming's actions were essentially a sneak attack, stealing the tower while she was busy with other things.

Cheng Mai was genuinely not angry, and she was even less angry after learning the truth about the massacre.

As for what kind of person her father really was, Cheng Mai thought that even now, she had only seen the tip of the iceberg.

Cheng Ming, a man capable of both massacring an entire city and redeeming an entire hellish realm, must possess unfathomable depths.

Who is Cheng Ming serving?

Or rather, who is worthy of his service?

Cheng Mai subconsciously glanced at Shang Xingjian, who was fiddling with the medicine box. Shang Xingjian seemed to sense her gaze and happened to look at her as well. "Why are you looking at me?"

"It's nothing, I'm going to see my dad." Cheng Mai said, and started to lift the covers and get out of bed.

"Just lie still. Does your head hurt? Does your hand hurt? Does your body feel better?" Merchant Jian asked three questions in a row, pressing the person back down. "You're right there, you can't possibly run away."

Cheng Mai couldn't get up, so he could only glare at Shang Xingjian and say, "Then I want to eat xiaolongbao (soup dumplings). Go and buy some for me."

"Shen..."

“Go.” Cheng Mai grabbed his wrist with her left hand, making her needs clear, and confessed before Shang Xingjian could speak, “That’s right, I just want to get rid of you. I have something to ask Shen Luo.”

The merchant decisively shut up. "Very good."

So he went.

Shen Luo's lips twitched. Is this how you young couples play the game of being honest?

After the merchant left, Cheng Mai allowed Shen Luo to sit down by the bed.

"What do you want to ask me?" Shen Luo asked. "I don't know much about the boss, so..."

"No, boss, do you know Lord Qingfan?"

"Qingfan Divine Lord? He is in charge of salvation and is kind to humankind, but it is said that he is also good at killing. I have only heard about it occasionally, and I don't know the specifics. After all, these people had long since perished when I was born." Shen Luo had been an egg for thousands of years and had heard some things from his parents. Later, he heard some things occasionally when he was wandering with the merchant Jian.

"The Lord of Salvation is benevolent, yet prone to slaughter." Qingfan Divine Lord, Qingfan...

Cheng Mai kept repeating these keywords, feeling that she was about to guess some things.

But it also feels a bit outrageous. You and I are colleagues, yet you want to be my father. That's ridiculous.

Perhaps all of this is just a coincidence?
"MaiMai, what's wrong?" Shen Luo called out when she saw Cheng Mai staring blankly.

"It's nothing." Cheng Mai came back to his senses, though his mind was still racing.

"How about I re-bandage your hand?" It was so ugly that she couldn't bear to look at it.

"It's pretty good." Cheng Mai looked at his rice dumpling-shaped hands, a rare smile appearing on his face.

Shen Luo looked speechless. Love-struck people really do have abnormal thought processes. What's so good about this?
"Let me ask you another question. You said before that the boss and the God of Wisdom didn't get along. Why was that?"