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The boy appeared wary, his brow furrowed, his face showing clear indifference and disgust. He asked, "Are you looking for him?"

His words carried a chilling undertone, as if this godfather harbored an irreconcilable hatred for him.

His reaction puzzled Zheng Zhian, making her wonder if she had contacted the wrong person. Nevertheless, she remained calm. "Otherwise, why would I have contacted you?"

However, what the boy said next completely surprised Zheng Zhian. He asked very sincerely, "Are you going to kill him?"

His earnest and innocent appearance deepened her doubts.

“I do have that idea, but the problem is, are you really Yuan Ming?” Zheng Zhian just wants to confirm this now; she seriously suspects she’s contacted the wrong person.

If she wasted most of the day and all her efforts were in vain, she would be furious.

Having ascertained her true intentions, Yuan Ming finally answered, "Yes, I am."

Anyone who wants to kill Yuan Yuanqing is his friend. Yuan Ming then asked, "He's not in Qingyang. Are you going to go find him?"

If they really wanted to find that old guy, he could lead the way. Yuan Ming looked around at the men in black. These men were all skilled in martial arts. If they attacked together, they should be able to succeed.

Seeing Yuan Ming's sudden change to a friendly and expectant demeanor, Zheng Zhian felt extremely strange. Weren't they supposed to be father and son? How come this son wanted to kill his father even more than she did?

Zheng Zhian coughed lightly. "You want to kill him too?"

Yuan Ming possesses a unique temperament, a blend of ruthlessness and purity that doesn't feel out of place. He answers every question, appearing to be a simple child.

However, the agility and decisiveness he displayed when he took action... this is either because he grew up in a safe environment and had no contact with the outside world, or because he is not very bright.

Or perhaps Yuan Ming did it on purpose, which is also the point that Zheng Zhian suspects the most.

“Yes,” Yuan Ming answered matter-of-factly, but seeing that she wanted to ask more, he immediately interrupted, “Can we go somewhere else? Let’s find a place with food, and I’ll tell you after I’ve eaten?”

As if to verify what he said, a gurgling sound came from his stomach, and Yuan Ming awkwardly touched his stomach.

He looked at Zheng Zhian with pitiful yet expectant eyes, like a hungry puppy that had been starving for a long time.

Zheng Zhian sighed and rubbed his forehead. "Let's go." He waved his hand, and the shadow guards disappeared instantly. Ling Fei, behind him, frowned and cautiously tried to persuade him, "Young Master."

Seeing Yuan Ming, who had let down his guard and was now innocent and naive, Zheng Zhian raised his hand to stop him from saying anything more.

Even if Yuan Ming really has some tricks up his sleeve, she still has the ability to protect herself.

After leaving the alley, the group casually entered a restaurant and asked for a private room. Yuan Ming ordered quite a few dishes without any hesitation, and waited for all the dishes to be served.

Zheng Zhian sat on the chair next to him, leaning back against the chair, habitually crossing his right leg over his left knee.

With her right hand propped up on the armrest and her head resting on it, she watched the boy wolfing down his food without any regard for his image. She wondered what kind of environment could raise someone to be like that.

After eating and drinking his fill, Yuan Ming leaned back, slumped down, patted his stomach, and exclaimed with satisfaction, "So delicious!"

"Now you can talk, right?" Zheng Zhian reminded him. He was satisfied, but the important matter hadn't been discussed yet.

Yuan Ming looked up at her in confusion. "What did you say?" After saying that, he saw Zheng Zhian's increasingly gloomy expression and then remembered what had happened before.

He suddenly realized, "Oh, I remember now. You want to know why I wanted to kill that old man?"

Seeing her nod, Yuan Ming explained casually, "He used me as a vessel to raise poisonous insects, so of course I had to kill him."

"Isn't Yuan Yuanqing your godfather?"

Through their back-and-forth questioning, Zheng Zhian finally understood why Yuan Ming was like this. His mind was like that of a child, and he had been adopted by Yuan Yuanqing since he was a child. Because of his special constitution, he was kept by Yuan Yuanqing's side as a test subject for Gu poison.

Thinking of this, Zheng Zhian had an idea and looked at Yuan Ming seriously, "Can you cure Yuan Yuanqing's Gu?"

If that's the case, then it really saves a lot of trouble.

"Sure." Yuan Ming looked back at her, puzzled. Hadn't he already said that he had grown up eating Gu poison since childhood, so those little insects were no problem for him? "You've been poisoned?"

Yuan Ming walked to Zheng Zhian's side, puzzled, took her wrist, and felt the fluctuations within her body.

"It wasn't me." Zheng Zhian withdrew her arm in resignation, quickly thinking about how to get him to remove the curse from her father. Now she was certain that Yuan Ming posed no threat, but how to persuade him was the problem.

Although he was simple-minded, he wasn't stupid. Based on his interactions with Yuan Ming, he realized that Yuan Ming was someone who acted entirely according to his own mood.

If he is unwilling, no amount of means will work; otherwise, he wouldn't have chosen to escape Yuan Yuanqing's control.

While Zheng Zhian was still figuring out how to say it, Yuan Ming's clear voice rang out, "Is someone in your family under a curse?"

The fact that she went to such lengths to find me and inquire about the old man's whereabouts means that someone in her family must have been infected.

Zheng Zhian's eyes deepened, and he nodded.

"Take me to see it."

Even Ling Fei looked at him in surprise when he heard his words. He tried to read something from the boy's face, but all he saw was honesty and straightforwardness.

Zheng Zhian looked at him with a hint of wariness. "Why?"

"You just saved me, and now I'm helping you. It's a matter of returning the favor, right?!" He remembered reading in a book that a drop of kindness should be repaid with a spring of gratitude.

“Yes, you’re absolutely right.” Zheng Zhian stood up and smiled broadly. She had been too narrow-minded. She put her hand on the shoulder of the boy who was taller than her and said cheerfully, “If you cure my old man, you’ll be my half-brother, Zheng Zhian. I’ll treat you to all the good things in life, and I’ll go with you to take down that Yuan Yuanqing too.”

In addition, Zheng Zhian rarely encountered such a sincere and honest person in his previous life, so he was truly happy.

Although Ling Fei was also somewhat moved, he did not relax his guard against Yuan Ming at all.

Yuan Ming was stunned when he heard the word "brother". He had no parents or sisters since he could remember, and no playmates. He had always stayed in the valley until four years ago when he had the opportunity to run away. Now, someone actually called him a good brother.

Seeing him lost in thought, Zheng Zhian raised his hand and waved it in front of his eyes. "What's wrong?"

"younger brother."

Upon hearing the word "brother," Zheng Zhian's face instantly became complicated. She had gone looking for someone, but ended up finding herself a brother, and the problem was, he was her brother!

Seeing her face flushed and pale, Yuan Ming asked in confusion, "What happened?"

"No, it's nothing." Zheng Zhian patted his arm blankly, then turned and walked out with indescribable feelings. "Let's go."

Ling Fei suppressed a laugh in the back. The princess was already unhappy about being the youngest among the royal heirs, and now that she had been given an older brother, how could she be happy?

Yuan Ming followed her, walked to her side, and earnestly asked, "Why don't you call me brother?" He would call other people's younger brothers.