Downstairs, Yang Yi was waiting.
"Brother Yu, how is Miss Huo doing now?" He looked upstairs and asked in a low voice.
"Wait until later to see the effect." Min Yu sat down on the sofa, because he didn't rest all night, his eyes were already covered with bloodshot eyes.
Yang Yi nodded, "Miss Huo should be fine."
After all, he is a big boss, and a big boss doesn't fall so easily.
Min Yu unbuttoned the collar, pressed his shoulders, and then turned his gaze to Yang Yi's face, "Have you found him yet?"
Yang Yi lowered his head in shame, "No... I have searched the entire area nearby, and none of them, dead or alive, match the appearance you said. I suspect that people are no longer in the turbulent area."
Min Yu squinted his eyes, Qing Juan's face was faintly tired, and he said for a while, "Forget it, the other party came prepared, so it's expected that they won't find it."
Hearing this, Yang Yi just lowered his head, "I will let people continue to check the other party's background."
Min Yu hummed lightly, thinking of something, he opened his eyes again, "We can start with that Jon."
Yang Yi knew that Qiao En was Lu Xia's teacher in Continent M, and also a student research doctor in the illusion base. When he tracked down Lu Xia's whereabouts, it was this person who hid Lu Xia.
If Miss Huo is being targeted by people from that base, then things will get complicated.
Yang Yi suppressed his guess, agreed and left the manor soon.
**
Here, Shangguan Hou looked at the originally hideous wound on his chest, which was completely healed in just one day, and only a pink scar was left on his skin.
If an uninformed person sees it, they will definitely not think it is a new injury.
It will take at least three or four months to recover like this.
"You are the fastest recovering person I have ever seen who has used the healing potion." Fan Shun sat lazily on the chair next to him and clicked his tongue lightly.
No wonder this person has a high status in the base, obviously there are many special places.
"That's right, maybe Mr. Fan's medicine works well." Shangguan Hou put on his clothes slowly.
Although the wound seemed to be healed and recovered, it was actually just an act of delusion. Every time he raised his hand and pulled the muscles in his chest, the tearing pain hit the nerve inside.
Fan Shun tapped his knees with his fingers, watching Shangguan dressed slowly, "The people outside should not have withdrawn yet."
"It doesn't matter." Shangguanhou was not worried that he would be found. After getting dressed, he went to the bathroom.
Fan Shun raised his eyebrows.
Ten minutes later, Shangguan Hou came out of the bathroom, and when he looked at his face again, it was no longer the same as before entering the bathroom.
At the age of twenty-seven or eighteen, his skin was abnormally fair, and his entire facial features did not look very handsome, but he did have a bit of elegance.
Fan Shun glanced at him a few times, and asked in surprise, "Is this what you really look like?"
He could see that the other party was wearing a human skin mask, but he never thought that he was so young.
Shangguan Hou had been wearing a human skin mask all year round, and over time his face became paralyzed, without any expression of joy or anger.
He glanced at Fan Shun and pursed his lips: "Yes."
After so many years, only Fan Shun at this time has seen his real appearance.
If he wanted to leave here safely, the original face must not be used. Without the tools to make the mask, Shangguan Hou could only show his true face.
(end of this chapter)