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A glossy black cat nimbly leaped over the iron bars and into the window.

It perfectly embodies the idea that "elegance never goes out of style".

It glanced at the cover of the novel in Xia En's hand and meowed.

"Orphanage in Twist?"

"Your taste in books isn't very good."

Upon closer listening, Shane realized that the sound Watson made was indeed a cat's meow, but it automatically transformed into understandable words in his ears.

That's probably why it dares to speak so frankly.

To the average person, it was just a few ordinary meows.

"I had no books to read, so I just flipped through some."

Xia En was also helpless.

His wound was almost completely healed last night, and the surface had even scabbed over.

But Eileen was still worried and insisted that he stay in the hospital for a couple more days.

I can't go anywhere.

I had no choice but to read a book and catch up on my progress in the game.

"I suggest you read more excellent works such as 'The Mysteries of Mardus' and 'The Mysteries of Tokyo'."

The black cat squatted at the head of the bed, licked its paws, and offered its advice.

"Anyone who hasn't read these books is destined to live a failed life."

"..."

Xia En can see it now.

Hua Sheng is elegant and charming, but he is essentially a sarcastic and sharp-tongued man whose words are truly unpleasant.

"I'll go check it out if I have the chance."

Xia En responded with a reply, then asked another question.

"Miss Freya, she..."

"I just came back from her ward. She's out of immediate danger, but she's still unconscious."

Watson looked at him with a strange expression.

"You two are really capable. Two practitioners who have just stepped into the veil, you actually managed to escape from the [False Realm]."

"I think those red mice are going to be furious."

When the matter was brought up, a hint of lingering fear flashed across Xia En's face.

When he was in danger, he didn't have the mind to think about so many things.

Now that we're safe, we realize how dangerous it was back then.

If he had made just one wrong move, he wouldn't have had the chance to eat fruit and read novels here now.

"Why is the Crimson Servant so arrogant?"

Xia En asked, frowning.

"To pull off such a major incident at the Royal Grand Theatre in the capital, aren't you afraid of being completely suppressed and blacklisted?"

"Those red rats are all lunatics. Even knowing the high price they'll pay, they'll still complete their ritual."

The black cat's face showed a human-like solemnity.

"Besides, catching more of those low-level red rats is useless."

"As long as their leader cannot be captured, the Crimson Servants will return again and again."

The leader of the Crimson Servant...

Xia En muttered to himself.

The voice, like a deep crimson abyss, seemed to echo in his ears once more.

Could the owner of that voice be the mysterious leader?

"Actually, Lucius and I will probably be called up by Scotland Yard to participate in the investigation of this Crimson leader."

Watson paused for a moment, then continued.

"There might be times when I need your help."

"Extremely happy to."

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Shane, are you awake?"

Eileen's voice followed.

Watson's expression immediately changed.

"Oh no, it's Eileen! I have to go!"

Unfortunately, the black cat was a step too slow to escape.

The petite girl with gray eyes pushed open the door and walked in, her eyes sparkling with joy.

"Oh, it's Watson!"

She rushed forward and vigorously rubbed the black cat's head and cheeks.

Watson's eyes showed some reluctance.

But the body is honest, instinctively emitting low snoring sounds.

"Eileen, you're here."

Xia En smiled.

The little girl seemed to possess a kind of magic that could involuntarily bring joy to people.

"What? Can't you see me?"

Lucius walked in, looking resentful.

"Don't forget, I went through all that trouble to run down into the sewers to rescue you yesterday."

"You only have eyes for Eileen, not for me."

Shane smiled and said, "How could that be? Mr. Lucius is my great benefactor."

"And me too!"

Ronan, with his slightly round face, followed behind Lucius, carrying a bag of gifts in his hand.

"I heard from the detective that you were the one who saved Miss Freya yesterday."

He gave a thumbs up.

"Amazing! You're already my hero."

Shaun glanced at Lucius, his eyes asking—is it really okay to tell ordinary people behind the curtain about something like this?

Lucius smiled faintly.

"Don't worry, I trust Mr. Ronan won't tell anyone about this, right?"

"certainly."

Ronan should be resolute.

It's a very prestigious thing that my good brother personally saved Freya.

But he also knew that if this got out, it would cause his friend a lot of trouble.

He has decided to keep this secret in his heart for the rest of his life.

"Oh, right."

Ronan seemed to remember something, and his expression turned serious.

"Shane, I might not be a teaching assistant at Akarin University anymore."

"Um?"

Xia En paused for a second.

"Why so suddenly?"

Ronan scratched his head—his usually messy hair was neatly styled today.

"It's related to what happened yesterday, and it's also related to you."

"These days, I've watched you change step by step from your original dejected state, becoming better every day."

"Not only did I gain Professor Aurora's appreciation and participate in a competition I'd never even heard of before, but I also chatted and laughed with Miss Freya... It seems like without realizing it, I've been left far behind by you."

He smiled, looking a little embarrassed.

"Plus yesterday, I also had a brush with death, which made me realize that I can't keep giving up like this, and I have to try my best."

Xia En could tell that her friend was truly determined, so she didn't try to dissuade her, but simply asked.

Where do you plan to go next?

"Go to my family's factory and start as a team leader."

Ronan's goal was clear.

"First, familiarize yourself with the factory's operating procedures and rules, then try operating it for a period of time, or explore other industries, become an entrepreneur, and slowly climb up the ladder."

His eyes held an ambition he had never shown before.

"Once I've made something of myself, maybe I can help you out!"

"It would be even better if we could find out who tried to kill Miss Freya."

"At least, I can do something, instead of being unable to do anything like this."

Xia En looked intently into Ronan's eyes.

"Well then, I wish you all the best."

"Thanks."

Ronan grinned, reverting to his usual demeanor.

"Oh dear, why are you being so sentimental?"

"I just resigned, I didn't die. We'll have plenty of opportunities to meet in Beijing in the future!"

He waved his hand dismissively, displaying the arrogance of a factory owner's son.

"Once you're healed, let's go to the most expensive restaurant for a meal, it's on me!"

"Miss Eileen and Mr. Lucius are going too."

Eileen replied quickly, "No problem."

Lucius nodded: "Then I shall respectfully comply."

"Looks like I've come at the wrong time?"

Another person walked in from outside.

Her youthful, lake-blue eyes, simple and understated attire, and slender figure belied her age.

"Professor Aurora."

Xia En looked at her in surprise.

"What brings you here?"

"What? Can't I visit my teaching assistant?"

Aurora rarely cracked a joke, then walked to the bedside and looked into Shane's eyes.

A stream of ether seeped in following her gaze.

It's not an invasion, it's more like a resonance.

Shaun's heartbeat became more steady, and a new vitality surged in.

The professor seems to be... using this method to heal his wounds?

Is there such a secret transmission in the "Echoing Path"?

"It seems like nothing serious."

Aurora's expression relaxed: "I can be discharged tomorrow."

Eileen immediately looked at Xia En and said smugly.

"Did you hear that? The professor said you can't be discharged until tomorrow!"

"Okay, okay, I heard you."

Looking at everyone in the ward, Xia En's expression softened.

He recalled the time he spent alone in the attic, almost succumbing to tuberculosis.

When I first arrived in Chongqing, I didn't know anyone. I was poor, suffering from lung disease, and life was really tough.

but now……

Unbeknownst to him, he was no longer alone.