Chapter Eighty-Seven: Truly Immortal (1)

Seeing the three of them before him, Gu Zhiheng did not know how to explain himself. He could only look at them awkwardly.

This time he had truly been careless. Though he had escaped with his life, the price had still been far too high.

“Don’t look at me like that. I’m really fine. I’m not going to die.” He did not try to comfort them, only stated the truth in the most direct way.

Die? He truly could not die.

If he were the sort to perish so easily, he would never have lived to be twenty-three. He should have been fated to die young the moment he was born.

Yet after he said that, the three of them only looked worse. Mo Han was so furious he was nearly ready to strike.

“Hel… help me up. I’ve got something to tell you.” After struggling a couple of times, he found that every inch of him hurt too much; he truly could not get up.

Seeing the three of them in such a rage, he finally called Chen Yuan over to help him sit up. Chen Yuan at least had a better attitude.

“Jing Shushu may have been the target this time, but she’s covered in merit. She’s also my clan’s ancestor’s woman,” Gu Zhiheng said, and as he spoke, he felt a twinge of irritation in his heart.

What sort of mess was this? His ancestor’s woman—how was he supposed to lay a hand on her?

“Are you mistaken? How could she possibly have merit? She’s only a red-tailed fox with slightly better cultivation.” Mo Han felt this was impossible. How could that woman Jing Shushu possibly be burdened with merit?

Even if she did have some, it could not be abundant. The most she had done in all these years was a few decent deeds.

Abundant merit? How could a red-tailed fox have such a thing? It was a complete joke.

Someone at Ye Zheng’s level did not even deserve merit, so what right did a little red-tailed fox have to possess it?

“This is no small matter. I’m afraid we won’t be able to make a move for the moment. Should we go deal with the other tasks first?” Chu Xingran frowned, his mind in turmoil.

Gu Zhiheng had ended up in this condition, so he must have divined it at the risk of his life. Otherwise he would never have become like this.

Jing Shushu. Merit. What on earth was going on?

“Sis, is it possible that the merit on her isn’t really hers?” Gu Zhiheng ventured boldly. Could the merit around Jing Shushu be temporary?

Was it possible that someone had merely deposited it on her for a while, and when the time came, everything would return to its original state?

“I’ve never heard of such a thing, but it isn’t impossible. After all, she isn’t an ordinary human.” Mo Han did not deny that the matter was strange, but anything was possible.

Still, there was reason to suspect that Jing Shushu had become someone’s devotee, supported by continuous offerings from a particular person.

If that were the case, having some merit upon her would be normal enough. But what Gu Zhiheng had described was indeed a great abundance of merit.

“Let’s put this aside for now. We’ll talk again once you’ve recovered. Don’t worry about it too much.” Mo Han patted Gu Zhiheng, but in his heart he silently took note of the matter.

“I brought food. You should all eat a little. We can deal with things slowly.” When Liu E returned with the purchases, he saw the three of them gathered around Gu Zhiheng.

“Mm. Go eat. We’ll take things one step at a time.” Gu Zhiheng said weakly, and then his head tilted as he fainted again.

He knew he would not be in any further mortal danger, but his body truly was too frail.

Yet regarding everything that had happened lately, Gu Zhiheng could not shake the feeling that something was deeply strange. It all seemed like a trap.

Every event appeared predetermined. The people who had appeared around him seemed to have been arranged in advance, simply waiting for him to arrive so that they could meet him.

He felt that Chu Xingran and the others knew something, but were forced to hide it from him, all the while accompanying him through all these specific events.

It was like a game: he was the one playing, while everyone else was merely a character in the game.

Gu Zhiheng’s heart was filled with questions, yet all of them were wrapped in a shroud of fog. No matter how he looked, he could not see the truth inside.

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“I’ll say this plainly: can’t you hide that merit? If not for you, Gu Zhiheng wouldn’t have suffered backlash and ended up in trouble.” Liu E looked at Jing Shushu before him, his expression fierce.

“Brother Liu, I didn’t know you would suddenly bring people from the Gu family over. I usually—” With a slap, Jing Shushu fell silent.

She wanted to explain. She could explain. Why would they not give her that chance?

Liu E looked at the aggrieved Jing Shushu, grinding his teeth. “You need to understand this: if you were not useful, I wouldn’t need Gu Zhiheng to make a move. I’d have taken your life myself!”

She really thought she was something special, did she?

“This is my last warning to you. If you dare disobey me again, I don’t mind sending you to see that idiot Gu Mojiang!” In his anger, Liu E shoved Jing Shushu aside and strode into the hotel.

She had come to see Gu Zhiheng? To see whether Gu Zhiheng had been harmed to death by her?

That vile woman. She had never been honest before, manipulating Gu Mojiang into committing all those utterly heinous acts, and now she still dared to come out and ruin Gu Zhiheng.

“Liu E, I told you I didn’t do it on purpose. Why won’t you believe me!” Jing Shushu did not understand why the very people who had once trusted her most were now laying hands on her.

Why should Gu Mojiang’s matter be blamed on her? He was simply too stupid. Who told him to believe anything anyone said?

“I said get lost. Say another pointless word and wait to see Gu Mojiang.” The moment Liu E, who had already gone inside, heard her, he shouted back without even turning around, then took the elevator upstairs.

When he returned to the room, those three people were guarding Gu Zhiheng like they had lost their minds, and the sight only made Liu E more irritated.

He was still alive, so what were they guarding for?

“You three got nothing better to do, is that it? Why are you watching him? He’s not dead yet!” Liu E had been in a foul temper lately, and he unloaded on them without restraint.

Mo Han’s face darkened visibly. Chu Xingran also stood up, and Chen Yuan rose to block Gu Zhiheng.

This man had a mouth, but he could not speak properly. If he wanted to die, he could simply say so directly.

“Cough… cough cough… I really won’t die. Can you all just be quiet?” On the bed, Gu Zhiheng felt utterly exasperated. Damn it all, they really were all enemies here!

Seeing the four of them on the verge of drawing blood, Gu Zhiheng struggled to sit up from the bed.

This was bad. If he did not die, he was going to be tormented to death instead.

“I… I really won’t die. Calm down, all of you.” Ignoring the pain in his body, Gu Zhiheng did his utmost to stop the four of them.

Unfortunately, no one paid him any mind. They were too busy arguing among themselves.

With a loud thud, after that resounding crash, the room finally fell silent.

All four turned at once, only to see Gu Zhiheng lying flat on the floor, completely motionless. Not even the sound of breathing could be heard.

“I… I won’t die. Are you all… trying to anger me to death?” Gu Zhiheng managed to squeeze out the words with great difficulty, his head tilted to one side.

Fortunately, he had not fainted this time.