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"Who?"
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The first to sense something amiss was Ou Changfeng. Qin Yu's realm had declined, considerably weakening his perception.
He had been up all night in the hotel waiting for the identification result and naturally slept more heavily than usual.
"Hmm?"
Ou Changfeng's voice also woke up Qin Yu. Opening his eyes, he rolled out of bed in a single motion.
He felt a trace of confusion in his heart; who could silently make their way to the backyard?
The three of them had disguised themselves. An enemy would likely seek the already vanished Qin Yu, not the "Divine Doctor Qin Yu," right?
As thoughts whirled in his mind, Qin Yu dressed and pushed open the door.
He saw Ou Changfeng standing at the doorway, his expression extremely grave.
Under the cover of night, a good dozen masked figures in black were all flashing cold, indifferent lights in their eyes.
"This old man, never changing his name in action, nor his surname in repose, is Yuan Tiangang!"