The improved female villains regained their memories.

Only the sunlight, with a touch of pity, gave him a little warmth.

At that time, he began to think about how a person should live their life.

But he didn't have time to think about that answer at the time.

Because first and foremost, he has to live.

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He was eventually cured.

After recovering, he seemed like a completely different person, greeting everyone with a smile and accepting everything as it came.

He stayed by Young Master Lin Feng's side constantly, doing everything he could to please him, like a dog.

He could feel the contempt in those people's eyes, and he could also sense that Lin Feng and those nobles didn't treat him like a human being.

It doesn't matter.

It doesn't matter what.

He told himself this countless days and nights.

He said this when he was beaten by Lin Feng, he said this when he was starving, and he said this when he was being mocked by the crowd.

He told himself, "Live first."

As long as he lives, he will find the answer to this question sooner or later.

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A piece of meat is left here.

He knelt at the young master's feet and heard his unchanging arrogant words: "Here's a reward for you, eat it."

He looked at the piece of meat; it was raw.

"Eat up, eat quickly," he said. "Isn't this your favorite food?"

He laughed after he finished speaking, and not only he laughed, but also his noble companions around him.

Prince Lin Feng was a very polite person, but he only showed politeness to the children of other nobles, not to him.

Perhaps in their eyes, he was always just a dog, a scapegoat for the young master, a shadow ready to die at any moment.

He watched their mockery and suddenly laughed along with them.

He picked up the piece of raw meat and wolfed it down.

Feeling bored, they made a few mocking remarks and dispersed. The young master looked down at him, then angrily kicked him.

"Boring."

The fishy taste in my mouth wouldn't go away, and I felt nauseous.

As he watched the young master's retreating figure, his heart pounded like a bell.

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If only he could be a nobleman too.

If only he could become such a young master.

if.......

Those dark eyes held a flickering, faint flame.

If he could control his own destiny, and no longer be a shadow...

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Such an opportunity soon arose.

The Qin state launched another offensive, forcing the Lin family to make a choice.

The head of the Lin family, deeply loving his son, planned to transfer Lin Feng to the Jixia Academy in the State of Qi.

The Jixia Academy received the sons of nobles from the six states, making it undoubtedly the safest place.

The young master set off, and he, as his shadow, naturally followed.

But by sheer coincidence, they encountered a Qin army on their way to relocate.

Amidst the chaotic fighting, the roar of killing moves and magical artifacts, Young Master Lin Feng and he escaped together.

The powerful warrior who accompanied and protected the young master fought against the Qin general and died from the magic weapon.

When everything calmed down, only Prince Lin Feng and he remained.

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Is it fate, destiny, or coincidence?

In one's life, all sorts of opportunities will arise.

But often we can't tell the difference between an opportunity and a temptation disguised as an opportunity.

This is an eternal question.

And now, he is facing this very problem.

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They fled to the desolate mountains.

The snow fell heavily, covering their tracks.

Inside that cave, the young master sat there, panting heavily.

"I'm hungry," the young master called out to him.

He stood there, looking out at the cave entrance, which was a vast expanse of white.

"I said I was hungry, didn't you hear me?" the young master scolded. "Are you deaf?"

He slowly turned around and calmly looked at the young master.

He didn't laugh; his former submissiveness had long since vanished.

The young master suddenly sensed something was wrong, but still stubbornly said, "Go and get me something to eat right away, don't just stand there like an idiot."

The same snowy day, exactly the same as the first time he disobeyed that person.

The tip of the knife gleamed coldly, illuminating his face.

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What do you want to do?

"You are my shadow, how dare you point a knife at me?"

"Stop! What are you doing?!"

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He remembered his first murder.

A white knife goes in, a red knife comes out—it's that simple.

But he was very excited.

Just like when I killed that person last time, I was just as excited.

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Inside the cave, everything became quiet.

He threw the knife away and staggered out.

The snow was heavy, and he was soaked to the bone.

A vast expanse of white blinded him.

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From then on, he was no longer a nameless man.

He has a name now.

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The shadow vanished without a trace.

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Snowflakes fall, only the wind blows.

Chapter 686 What brings us together, and how do we intertwine our destinies?

The snow fell silently.

The tall trees stretched out their branches, gently enveloped by the snow, as if dressed in a layer of shimmering white gauze. Each branch was like a work of art meticulously sculpted by nature, some bent, some stretched, drooping slightly under the weight of the snow, yet exuding a stubborn posture.

The foundling lay on the bed, still unconscious.

Yang Pingsheng checked his body and found no external injuries, but many internal injuries had accumulated. Now that he was safe, he let him sleep a little longer.

He turned his head and saw his past self quietly reading a book, though his eyes would occasionally drift over his side.

Seeing Yang Pingsheng looking at him, he immediately asked, "Sir, is he feeling better?"

"Yes, he's fine. He'll be alright after a good night's sleep," Yang Pingsheng replied.

Qi Feng held a jade pendant in his mouth, placed it in front of Yang Pingsheng, and whispered, "This fell from that child."

Yang Pingsheng picked up the jade pendant and saw that it had the character "蔺" on it.

"They seem to be nobles from this world," Qi Feng said in a low voice.

With Wen Shihan around, they already had enough understanding of this world and naturally knew what kind of people nobles were.

Looking at the child's unconscious state, Yang Pingsheng touched Qi Feng and said, "The Luo Yi magic artifact is unstable. If we rashly associate with other people, it may cause spacetime chaos."

The tenth-grade magic weapon is now only a core; the safest approach is to let it influence itself.

If he tries to influence others, either the time merging will fail, or unforeseen changes will occur.