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　　TL: Zhao

　　Editing: Krisaia

　　"And he left, just like that?" In their room on the second floor of the tea shop, Bai Ze was intrigued by Li Yiming's story.

　　"Yep, after I asked him what he fought for, he just stood there and smiled and then I was suddenly back to reality." Li Yiming said as he licked his lips. He did not understand the meaning behind the clone's smile even now.

　　"What are you planning on doing now?"

　　"Well, part of my soul is still missing and…" Li Yiming said as he said as the metallic orb floated in the air in front of him. "I can't use this."

　　"Forget about it. That guy still inside, and you're thinking about using it? I'd throw it away if I could." Bai Ze said as she pursed her lips.

　　"Well, we'll leave that for later. We need to find someone right now." Li Yiming said as the metallic or re-entered his body.

　　"Who are you looking for?" Bai Ze said as she filled her mouth with potato chips.

　　"Apparently that video about Liu Meng came from a Recorder. I wonder if I'll be able to get more information if I find another Recorder."

　　"And where are you going to find another one?"

　　"Him…" Li Yiming jumped up from his bed and gave his cell phone to Bai Ze.

　　"Fu Bo? He's still alive?" Bai Ze stared at the webpage on Li Yiming's phone which showed that Sundering Nature was still being updated.

　　"The last update was a month ago." Li Yiming's eyes lit up. 'The way this is written… The non-existent attention it received… This has to be him.'

　　"Now that you mention it, I kinda miss him too. How are you planning on finding him?"

　　"I don't know." With Fu Bo's technique, Li Yiming knew that it would be even harder to find him than Liu Meng.

　　"Well, you can figure that out yourself. I'm going to check if Fang Shui'er finished filming."

　　Fang Shui'er, who was still busy with work, had moved her filming location to Pure Water Herb Hall. It also conveniently brought more attention to the tea house, which hopefully resulted in more customers.

　　* * *

　　Fu Bo moved into the elevator with a pale countenance, his back wet from sweat. As soon as the elevator door opened, he sprinted toward the hotel room and kicked its door open.

　　"Ahhh!" Sai Gao's scream was heard. Both he and Shao Xian wore thin silk pyjamas and had their faces covered by a paper mask.

　　"Why weren't you answering my calls?" Fu Bo yelled between gasps for fresh air.