Chapter 303: Chapter 303

"OOF... SILKWORM... OOF GIVE... SILKWORM..."

Silkworm? Luolie furrowed his brows. "What silkworm are you talking about?"

"OOF SILKWORM *&#!#&%...*...#&..."

Yan An, with only a small part of her tongue left, desperately tried to convey her message: she would pay any amount of money as long as she was released.

Luolie couldn’t understand and gestured for someone to bring paper and a pen.

Yan An immediately began to write:

"I have money, a lot of money. Whatever amount you want, I’ll give it to you!"

Luolie looked at her as if she were an imbecile. "Li Yanluo, does Ninth Master lack your little bit of money?"

Yan An immediately caught the key point and quickly wrote:

"I am not Li Yanluo! My name is Yan An! Did you mistake me for someone else?" The most update n0vels are published on NovelHub(.)net

An Yan, having received Luolie’s report, arrived quickly.

Looking at the girl before her, An Yan calculated that the other consciousness within this body had indeed vanished.

The one before her was truly Yan An herself!

She seemed to have suffered a tremendous shock, curled up into a ball with her long hair hanging down, partially obscuring her face.

The new clothes she wore were slightly too large and didn’t fit well, but it was clear the style was no longer Li Yanluo’s.

The clothes were too large, likely a result of the drastic weight loss her body underwent after Li Yanluo took control.

Detecting someone entering, the girl raised her head to look at An Yan.

Her gaze was stiff and vacant.

An Yan took out a pill and offered it to her.

"This is a Flesh Regeneration Pill. It can quickly repair the severed part of your tongue, stop the bleeding, and ease the pain."

Yan An’s eyes were fixed on An Yan, yet her hand moved without hesitation, taking the pill and putting it into her mouth.

An Yan was slightly surprised. She couldn’t shake the feeling that there was something odd about this girl.

"Miss Yan, I am very sorry. Regardless of what caused this incident, I apologize for the harm inflicted upon you."

"Rest assured, I will personally oversee all your treatment from now on!" An Yan promised sincerely.

Yan An attempted a smile, but it instantly turned into a grimace of pain. She’d forgotten her tongue was gone.

An Yan felt another pang of regret.

She hadn’t expected Li Yanluo to flee so decisively the moment her tongue was severed.

Now, in Yan An’s eyes, An Yan was unequivocally the one who had harmed her.

"I’m sorry," An Yan apologized once more.

Yan An reached for the nearby paper and pen and quickly, eagerly, wrote three words:

Seeing An Yan didn’t react, Yan An grew anxious, whimpering—OOH OOH OOH—before quickly lowering her head to write again:

"Are you Little Auntie? Is your surname Yan? Do you remember Return Journey Farmstead? You..."

She suddenly stopped writing.

A hint of wry amusement touched her face, and her writing slowed.

"The age isn’t right. Little Auntie should be fifty-two this year!"

Fifty-two? Isn’t that my mother’s age?

An Yan paused, stunned. Considering Yan An’s reaction, an incredible thought struck her.

Could they be cousins?

Seeing Yan An lower her head in disappointment, An Yan said, "My mother is exactly fifty-two!"

Yan An’s head snapped up.

So, this person isn’t Little Auntie, but could she be Little Auntie’s daughter—my cousin?

An Yan had already deduced their relationship from Yan An’s reactions and the information provided, using the Divination Technique!

Her mother, Yang Yu, was the "Little Auntie" Yan An had mentioned!

Still, it was best to be certain.

"Shall we do a kinship test?" An Yan asked.

Yan An nodded quickly, proactively extending her hand for the blood sample.

An Yan took the Blood Collecting Needle from Wen Ya. After collecting the blood, she instructed Wen Ya, "Take this to Lin Ling. Have him do it personally! The sooner, the better."

After Wen Ya left, An Yan turned to Yan An. "I’m very sorry about your tongue."

If possible, she would have liked to reattach it for her. But at the time, Luolie, to prevent Li Yanluo from resorting to any other tricks, had directly minced the tongue!

Luolie suddenly strode forward and knelt on one knee, presenting a knife with both hands.

"Miss Yan, I was the one who did it. I am willing to offer you my tongue in recompense!"

Yan An looked at the imposing man kneeling before her, a welter of indescribable emotions churning within her.

At first, she thought he was a good man who had saved her. Then, she believed he was a villain trying to kill her. Only now did she realize he had been acting under orders. And the one who gave those orders might very well be the daughter of the Little Auntie she had been searching for. That person had given the order merely to prevent the entity occupying her body from speaking.

She watched the man kneeling before her in silence, her thoughts turbulent and indecisive.

Rationality told her not to dwell on it; after all, they hadn’t been targeting her. But her missing tongue was a stark reminder that she would now be disabled. Unable to speak, she might not even be able to taste her food!

An Yan said, "His name is Luolie. He’s my bodyguard, and he was following my orders. Don’t worry. Since I am responsible for this, I will take full accountability. You can make any request, at any time. If you haven’t thought of anything yet, that’s fine. You can take your time."

Her voice was gentle yet firm, devoid of any hint of evasion. Her sincerity was compelling, making Yan An involuntarily want to believe everything she said.

Yan An took a new sheet of paper and began to write:

"Get up. I don’t blame you. I know it wasn’t my tongue you intended to cut."

Seeing these words, Luolie nodded and said, "Thank you for your understanding, Miss Yan. I, Luolie, am indebted to you. If you ever need anything in the future, just say the word."

Yan An nodded, emitting a faint nasal sound of agreement: "MHM!"

An Yan looked at Luolie, slightly surprised. In her recollection, Luolie was hardly a benevolent man. He wouldn’t normally feel any unease or guilt over cutting out a tongue, let alone killing someone.

Yan An continued writing:

"Actually, I knew my body had been taken over by someone else."

An Yan’s eyes lit up. "You felt it?"

"Yes. At first, it was like something extra suddenly appeared in my mind."

"Just as I was trying to figure out what that ’something’ was, I suddenly found myself in a vast, endless, dark place. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t escape."

"And my memories were constantly fading."

"I realized something was wrong, so I began to constantly reinforce my memories. I recalled my experiences: my grandparents, my parents, the lessons and formulas I’d learned from childhood through university, the experiments and research I’d conducted, and so on."

"As I kept reinforcing my memory, a ray of light appeared in that place. I ran towards the light, and that’s how I broke free."

And as soon as she broke free, she saw Luolie on top of her, pressing on her chest, performing CPR.

Yan An’s expression turned inexplicably stiff, and she stopped writing.