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"Is the weather starting to get cold? Why does it suddenly feel a bit chilly down there..."

As Ye Bai walked along the path, he muttered something under his breath, a hint of confusion in his voice.

The medical school is so large that this walkway is also very long.

Ye Bai walked for several minutes, but still hadn't reached the end.

There weren't even any buildings in sight; the only things on either side were flowerbeds, bushes, and bamboo groves—a lush and verdant landscape that gave it a very tranquil feel.

Sunlight filters through the leaves, casting dappled shadows on the path. At this moment, it's as if time itself has been paused, creating an indescribable sense of tranquility and peace.

If Ye Bai weren't worried about Jiang Nu'ai's safety, he would have loved to find a rocking chair here, brew a pot of tea, and truly appreciate the charm of nature.

In the vast city of Jingzhou, only the medical school campus reminded Ye Bai of the atmosphere he had in the mountains back then, which was the main reason he liked this place.

Finally, after walking for another ten minutes or so, a cluster of buildings came into view before Ye Bai.

The buildings are mostly two or three stories high, with some single-story houses as well. The walls are covered with ivy, and they look very old.

These are old buildings left over from the medical school decades ago, and they have not been demolished for commemorative reasons.

However, instead of letting it sit idle and waste space, it was used as a warehouse.

Not far away, there was a huge chimney, where the boiler room was located.

"This is really a good hiding place..."

Ye Bai looked around, a strange light flashing in his eyes.

This area seems to be isolated from the medical school, and very few people usually come here.

At least, teachers and students would not easily set foot in such a place; it is a typical deserted area.

If someone were to disguise themselves as a boiler operator or warehouse worker, they could easily hide here without attracting suspicion.

From this perspective, the eldest and second eldest of the "Five Scoundrels" are clearly more intelligent than the others.

Ye Bai now strongly suspects that these people's rankings are not based on strength, but on intelligence.

Qiu Wude, whom he turned into an idiot, was the fifth in his family and also seemed to be the dumbest.

Trying to sexually assault female tourists in the woods of a tourist attraction—only a brain-dead idiot would do something like that.

Lu Sita, who was captured and is currently locked in the garage of the Qin family's old house, is much smarter than Qiu Wude.

Although Ye Bai has not yet met Shang Sanning, who is ranked third, judging from the fact that he was able to disguise himself as a security guard and infiltrate Guangmang Pharmaceutical Company, he should be a smart person.

"Young man, what are you doing here? What brings you here?"

Just as Ye Bai was pondering how to avoid alerting the enemy and causing them to flee at the first sign of trouble, a somewhat aged voice came from nearby.

Ye Bai turned his head and saw an old man, about sixty years old, walking out of a two-story building. The old man looked at him with some doubt and asked.

"Hello sir, I'm a teacher at the school..."

After observing for a while and confirming that the other party was just an ordinary person, not a scoundrel from the Xuanmen disguised as someone, and was probably in charge of guarding the warehouse, Ye Bai smiled, took out his work ID, walked over, and handed it to the other party.

Although he was a specially hired teaching assistant who didn't even receive a salary and was the only oddity in the entire medical school, he still had a work ID to prove his identity.

Otherwise, with such a large medical school and so many faculty and staff, it would be impossible for anyone to recognize everyone.

"Um, Ms. Ye, are you new here?"

The old man took the work permit, glanced at it a few times, and then returned it to Ye Bai, saying with a smile.

"Sir, you even figured that out?"

Ye Bai was genuinely surprised this time.

The medical school has a conservative estimate of several hundred, or even a thousand, faculty and staff members.

How amazing must this old man's memory be to recognize that he's a newcomer at a glance?

"Hehe, when people get old, they have nothing to look at and they worry about Alzheimer's, so they can only exercise their memory when they have nothing to do."

The warehouse manager chuckled self-deprecatingly, yet a hint of pride lingered beneath the surface.

There's no way around it; at his age, having such a memory is truly something to be proud of.

Upon hearing this, Ye Bai's heart stirred, and he looked at the other person and asked, "Sir, do you have any new employees here?"

The disguise techniques of these scoundrels in the Xuanmen sect are indeed very strong, but they still have their limits; they cannot disguise themselves as people who already exist.

The idea that so-called "disguise techniques" can easily transform one into another person only exists in novels and movies.

In fact, no matter how clever the disguise, or even plastic surgery, it is impossible to make yourself look exactly like someone else.

They can only transform themselves into strangers, or at most, bear some resemblance.

Therefore, if a scoundrel from the Xuanmen sect wants to hide here, he can only disguise himself as a new employee.

Since this warehouse manager has such an abnormally good memory, he definitely won't be able to hide the arrival of a new employee.

"Why do you ask?"

The warehouse manager looked puzzled, and a hint of wariness flickered in his eyes.

"Sir, it's like this, my second uncle called me last night and said he'd started working at the medical school too, but I haven't been able to get through to him all day. I guess his phone's dead. I checked with other departments at the school, but he wasn't listed there either, so I was wondering if he might be working here with you..."

Ye Bai quickly fabricated a reason.

Using the methods of the Xuanmen sect, it is not difficult to get the information you want from the other party.

The key point is that this warehouse manager is just an innocent ordinary person. If Ye Bai uses Xuanmen methods on him, what difference would there be between him and a scumbag of Xuanmen?

"Is the new guy, Xiao Zhong, your second uncle? But isn't your surname Ye?"

The warehouse manager was clearly not someone to be trifled with; he looked at Ye Bai with suspicion, increasingly convinced that this kid was no good.

It was only because the other person's eyes were so clear and their smile so innocent that he refrained from taking out his phone to call the school's security department.

"...Grandpa, I didn't explain clearly earlier. The 'Little Zhong' you mentioned is my cousin!"

A hint of joy flashed in Ye Bai's eyes. He guessed that the "Little Zhong" mentioned by the warehouse manager should be Zhong Erbin, the second oldest member of the "Five Scoundrels"!

Although these guys are universally reviled in the Xuanmen (Taoist sect), they are not wanted criminals, so they don't need to change their names in front of ordinary people.

Even if you make up a new name, at least you don't need to change your surname.

"Oh, it's your uncle! Let's go, I'll take you to him. That little Zhong is really something, he has a phone but doesn't know how to charge it, there's plenty of electricity here..."

The warehouse manager finally lowered his guard and, while rambling on, led Ye Bai toward a three-story building in the distance.

"Xiao Ye, your second cousin is 'Xiao Zhong,' so don't you also have a first cousin named 'Xiao Sun'?"

As the warehouse manager led Ye Bai up the stairs, he asked himself a question.