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“Why do you want to keep him around, Qingyou?” Ye Qing asked, puzzled. “He’s dead already, isn’t he?”
Just dig a hole and put him to rest.
Feng Qingyou answered calmly, “To research him, of course. This is the first time I've met someone like Deng Qiang. I’m pretty curious, to be honest.”
“R-Research?” Ye Qing shuddered a little. “A-And how are you going to go about this research, exactly? Are you going to dissect him?”
Feng Qingyou replied, “If it turned out to be necessary, then yes.”
Ye Qing broke out in a cold sweat and shot Deng Qiang a glance. People who study the art of healing are scary!
“What’s wrong? Are you scared?” Feng Qingyou teased him.
Ye Qing let out a chuckle and pretended to be calm. “Of course not. Why would I be scared?”
“Really?” Playfulness flickered across Feng Qingyou’s features, but she did not expose Ye Qing. Instead, she turned to Uncle Feng and asked, “I’m going out for a bit, Uncle Feng. Can you please take Deng Qiang away?”
“As you wish, Miss,” Uncle Feng answered and grabbed Deng Qiang. The misshapen man was monstrously strong and in his prime—relatively speaking—whereas Uncle Feng looked like he had one foot in the grave. However, the old man easily picked him up and walked away as if he weighed...
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