Chapter 089: Duan Feihan Does Not Seem Like an Ordinary Person

There was something she had long wanted to know: in the original story, this supposed villain had merely been a disposable pawn, and the author had never once given him a lover.

So the Old Ancestor was genuinely curious about the girl in his dream, faintly feeling that the outline of her back looked strangely familiar.

Bai Chuwei had always been the sort of Old Ancestor who put her thoughts into action, so having thought of it, she did it.

She tiptoed forward without a sound, slipping up behind the pair and craning her neck to peek.

Before Bai Chuwei could make out the girl in Duan Feihan's arms, a burst of cold wind swept through the dreamscape and she suddenly woke. Her eyes locked blankly on the snow-white ceiling.

Beside her, the little snowball squeaked, "Old Ancestor, how did you wake up so soon?"

Bai Chuwei sat up in bed, her dark hair falling loose around her shoulders, her gaze turning faintly doubtful.

She had lived alone for more than five thousand years. To put it without modesty, the billions of people in the world all ought to address her respectfully as the Old Ancestor.

For five thousand years, she had lived exactly as she pleased; if she wanted to visit anyone's dream, she could go, and she had never once failed.

The last time she entered Duan Feihan's dream, it had taken her quite some effort to worm her way in.

And this time, she had actually been thrown out?

That meant the owner of the dream possessed a very powerful self-awareness, hardly an ordinary person.

But when she thought of Duan Feihan as something like a natural reservoir of spiritual energy, she immediately felt at ease.

That kind of setup did rather resemble a future top-tier villain boss.

What a pity she had not seen which woman he was being all tender and affectionate with.

*

The police station was staffed around the clock. At this hour, an inconspicuous taxi was parked outside, while the fluorescent lights inside cast a harsh glare.

The middle-aged driver, who looked as though he were about to cry, pointed at the computer screen and said, "Officer, I wasn't making this up, was I? Everything I said is true!"

A young policeman nearby said in a low voice, "The footage has been examined. There is no sign of any compositing."

The driver, surnamed Chen, had been driving a taxi for more than twenty years. Because he often ran into disputes with passengers, he had installed a monitoring device in the car, and it had happened to capture the event.

The little girl had vanished into thin air.

Their expressions turned grave. One of them said, "This may need to be reported to the National Anomalous Affairs Bureau."

They had vaguely heard that over the past twenty-odd years, spiritual energy had revived, and people from ancient martial arts families had gradually begun cultivating immortality, while overseas there were even individuals with superhuman powers.

The nation was badly in need of such people now, so when matters of this kind arose, they had to be reported to the Anomalous Affairs Bureau.

Suddenly, a female officer spoke softly. "That little girl... why do I feel like she looks like the high school girl who came to give a statement this evening? It seems connected to the jumping case."

"Investigate! Report it immediately, and the high school tutoring class jumping case must be investigated too!"

There was a feeling that this matter would not be simple.

*

On Monday, Bai Chuwei slipped into the classroom right on time. The students' voices reading aloud rose and fell throughout the room, but Duan Xingye never came.

It was not until the morning flag-raising ceremony that Bai Chuwei, finding it troublesome, quietly slipped out. Leisurely, she stood beneath rows of peach trees, gazing intently at the tender pink blossoms, when out of the corner of her eye she saw a carefree young man strolling in at an unhurried pace.

Only then had Duan Xingye arrived at school, and at a glance he spotted Bai Chuwei in the garden.

He hurried over with an ingratiating smile. "Old Ancestor Weiwei, are you here enjoying the peach blossoms? They're beautiful!"

Bai Chuwei looked at him with obvious disdain. "Who is enjoying peach blossoms with you? I want to eat peaches."

After thinking for a moment, Duan Xingye said, "My fourth uncle has an estate in South City. The weather there is warmer, so in a little over a month you should be able to eat the early-ripening peaches... ???"

Bai Chuwei plucked a peach and handed it to him, simply treating him as a test subject. "Here. I ripened it with spiritual energy. Taste it for me first."