"Oh? Sheâs laying eggs? Your sisterâs body is pretty good!"
Upon hearing Song Zhenrongâs words, Ding Hui was quite surprised and delighted, while Fang Yu was left clueless.
Whatâs meant by âthe body is pretty goodâ...
And... really laying eggs??
This, this situation isnât too good, right?
Fang Yu glanced at Ding Hui, who seemed quite interested.
"Itâs been a few days since Iâve checked on your sisterâs condition, show the way, Iâll diagnose it."
With Ding Huiâs words, Song Zhenrong was overjoyed, expressing his gratitude humbly as he led the way.
Fang Yu felt a bit unsure, so he leaned closer to Ding Hui and whispered.
"How could she lay eggs, the current situation should be within your expectations, right?"
Ding Hui gave him a sideways look, placed her hand on the back of Fang Yuâs hand, and her voice echoed directly in Fang Yuâs mind.
"Letâs put it this way, according to my deduction, the final outcome for the Insect Demon should be its gradual inability to adapt to the internal environment of the human body, actively rejecting and detaching like laying eggs. This phenomenon is completely unexpected to me, quite interesting indeed ~"
Quite interesting indeed... Completely disregarding life!
If Song Ci were to die from this... I feel like our situation would only get worse.
But even with the Underworld Hall Master chasing after me, another Captain seems like just another debt doesnât add more weight.
Of course, if we can save her, that would naturally be the best.
"How confident are you in saving her?"
"Donât worry, as long as itâs not totally dead, I have a way to solve it."
After all, it was Ding Hui who ended up causing this situation, she should have ideas on how to handle the aftermath... right?
Fang Yu could only trust Ding Hui.
Looking at the carriage parked at the entrance, with the distinctive Underworld flag, Fang Yu was suddenly feeling dazed.
Once upon a time, he also traveled in such a carriage, but now, all those times have passed.
Together with Ding Hui, they got into the carriage, and Song Zhenrong let his men get off while he drove the carriage himself.
As the carriage moved, it was rather smooth.
Fang Yu whispered.
"Arenât we walking right into a trap here?"
Ding Hui didnât reply, instead, she suddenly gave Fang Yu a seductive glance, then leaned over, resting her head on Fang Yuâs knee.
"Then husband, looks like our pair of star-crossed lovers are doomed to die together here."
The soft touch made Fang Yuâs thoughts run wild, especially since Ding Hui seemed to have just bathed, with a faint, subtle fragrance making it even more...
While Fang Yu was deep in thought, he suddenly realized that Ding Huiâs mischievous big eyes were secretly observing him, watching his reactions! The smile on her lips was clearly a hidden giggle!
"Stop messing around! Weâre talking business!"
Fang Yu immediately got serious, sitting upright and moved Ding Huiâs head aside.
An sly glint flashed across Ding Huiâs eyes, as she leaned in again, this time only resting her head on Fang Yuâs shoulder, yawning, her voice resonating in Fang Yuâs mind.
"Donât worry, canât say how far the Underworldâs investigation has reached, but with the Rebel Armyâs help, we shouldnât be exposed for a while."
Rebel Army... The Rebel Army is eager for us to be exposed, so they can invite us into a trap and take down both Hall Masters of the Underworld at once.
Ding Hui apparently didnât know the situation with the Rebel Army, but when Fang Yu returned, Song Zhenrong was present too, so Fang Yu had no chance to explain it to Ding Hui.
Fang Yu lifted the curtain slightly, looking out at the crowds walking in the street outside, inevitably thinking about the recently acquired demon map.
If it werenât for this incident, he would probably be happily hunting demons by now...
It didnât take long to arrive at Song Zhenrongâs house.
Last time it was at the medical hall where they directly saved her, so neither Fang Yu nor Ding Hui had been to Song Zhenrongâs residence.
Both were slightly surprised to see it now.
Because Song Zhenrongâs mansion wasnât inside the Underworld, but rather a house bought in the outer neighborhood, a fairly large house, with Protectors at the entrance, giving off a somewhat wealthy vibe.
On second thought, this is Thunder Cityâs Underworld Captain, and Song Zhenrongâs sister holds a decent position too, their incomes should be quite good, so buying a big house seems reasonable.
Basically, money is no issue.
"Divine Doctor Ding, Young Master Diao, welcome to my humble abode."
Song Zhenrong was completely focused on saving his sister, after getting off the carriage, he led Fang Yu and Ding Hui into the mansion.
The servants along the way greeted Song Zhenrong, calling him master, but he ignored them directly.
All the way to a large boudoir door, Song Zhenrong steadied his emotions, giving Fang Yu and Ding Hui a signal, then he slowly pushed the door open.
"Song Xi..."
Swish!
The door was only half open when something flew towards them.
With a thud, it slammed into the door, landing with the crisp sound of breaking ceramics.
"Get out!!!"
Fang Yu heard, wasnât that Song Xiâs voice, powerful and full of energy, isnât she okay now.
Compared to that night when she was comatose and half-dead from the Defiled Blood Clone Demon, her condition, now, seems basically recovered, right?
Fang Yu suspiciously looked at Ding Hui, who seemed quite calm, like she had anticipated this situation, feeling Fang Yuâs gaze, she even gave Fang Yu a reassuring glance.
Song Zhenrong then gave them an apologetic look, and then, gritting his teeth, he pushed the door wide open.
"Song Xi! Stop making a fuss, Iâve brought Divine Doctor Ding here! Sheâll cure you!"
"Aaaaaaahhhhhhhh!! Get out! Get out!!!"
The door opening seemed to instantly irritate Song Xi, directly letting out a high-pitched scream piercing the eardrums. As Fang Yu, Ding Hui, and Song Zhenrongâs gaze fell, Song Xi had already pulled the covers over herself, wrapping her entire body in the quilt, leaving not even a gap.