The Final Movement Technique

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"Supervisor Ye, you're here."

Seeing that Ye Xiao had arrived, Ning Yuhen immediately sat up from the bed.

Ye Xiao waved his hand.

"You're welcome. Just lie down and don't touch your wound."

"It's fine. I'm already fine."

Ye Xiao put his things away and asked a few simple questions about his injuries. Ning Yuhen had some answers, but he did not answer them one by one. Clearly, he was a little absent-minded. Perhaps, he was worried that Ye Xiao would ask about his origins.

After asking a few questions, Ye Xiao opened his mouth and said,

"Do you want to rest? Why don't I go back to the library first?"

Ning Yuhen gritted his teeth and could not help but say,

"Sir, could it be that... You're not at all curious about what happened last night?"