Yu Shujun shook his head. The apartment is a residence crafted by the instance system for Carl Milak’s new identity. With its considerable internal space, it wouldn’t be easy for a silver player like Wen Nan to search every corner in such a short visit. But for Yu Shujun, this task was a piece of cake. This was why Wen Nan, even when sending a doppelganger, brought Yu Shujun along— Not to protect the safety of Wen Nan’s doppelganger, but to figure out the situation with the female characters around Carl Milak. "Although that person is obsessively pursuing the golden control patterns, it’s a shame he doesn’t possess even one of these rare and elusive patterns himself." He even attempted to create a fake golden pattern by deceiving Yang Mingzhong and his wife, but the effect only lasted for a short period and ultimately failed. "There are three people around him controlled by the silver control patterns, each rated above twenty stars, but those three are not in that apartment. "Additionally, he controlled a magic staff using a parasite technique. The staff manifested as a female character similar to Mo Yu, likely above those three twenty-star characters in rank, but also not in that apartment. "Besides those four, there’s another one..." At this point, Yu Shujun’s eyebrows unconsciously knitted, a glint of regret flickering in his eyes. After a brief pause, he continued: "Also, Yu Shousix, the guardian of the Divine Staff Fragment ’Voice of Matthew’, now follows only his orders." "Not in that apartment either?" Wen Nan pressed. "No," Yu Shujun replied, "I’m aware that not one of the most capable female characters he commands is by his side." This time, while visiting Carl Milak’s ’home’, Wen Nan used the pretense of returning a fragment to actually gather information about those female characters. Now that the situation had become clearer, this matter could be considered temporarily concluded. "You seem to know more about the women around Boss Mi than his own members do. Are you two very close?" Wen Nan turned his head, staring at the one in the driver’s seat, at that beautiful profile. Yu Shujun’s eyebrows furrowed slightly, instinctively wanting to retort: Know yourself and your enemy, and you’ll emerge victorious in countless battles. Because it’s the enemy you most want to defeat, you end up knowing them better. But just as the rebuttal reached his lips, Yu Shujun had a moment of insight and swallowed the words, instead saying, "Does it bother you, Master?" Wen Nan was taken aback. He even learned to turn the tables on his master? "Who taught you that?" He’s learned all the wrong things? Waving his hand, Wen Nan changed his tone, "You’ve been in this game long enough, familiar with whomever you want, I don’t really care." After the police and medical personnel left, Wen Nan’s main body emerged from the underground chamber and returned to Zhuang Yichen’s bedroom. Moments later, after seeing off the visitors, Zhuang Yichen returned to the bedroom, pounced on Wen Nan, her hands circling his neck, "Honey, I’m so tired." Wen Nan embraced her cool waist, glanced at the door, "All settled?" "No problem," Zhuang Yichen said, "It was a sudden heart attack, an unexpected death. He was an old friend who had been with me for quite a while." "Reluctant to see him go?" Wen Nan asked softly. Zhuang Yichen looked up, her eyes glinting slyly, "Why, are you jealous?" Before Wen Nan could deny it, she took his hand and pressed it against herself, "Don’t worry, this place belongs to you alone." As she spoke, Zhuang Yichen leaned towards his ear, "Earlier, we were interrupted, shall we continue now?" Wen Nan clenched his five fingers tightly, gripping firmly. Zhuang Yichen gasped slightly, nudging his hand, "What’s the hurry? We have all night, take it slowly, darling~" Zhuang Yichen wanted to take it slow and steady, and Wen Nan naturally obliged to stay the course, but with Ru Huan, his second journey met with abrupt challenges due to some uncontrollable factors. The uncontrolled factor was naturally referring to the return of the Matthew Fragment, after which his "cheater master" was demoted back to level 3. A level 3 "cheater master" could only maintain two doppelgangers. Wen Nan kept Lao Si and Lao Liu. Lao Liu was designated to investigate in Carl Milak’s home with Yu Shujun. Right as the "cheater master" returned to level 3, facing Ru Huan’s fierce onslaught, his control over Lao Si waned sharply, causing him to exhibit the same awkwardness as before. Now, after these two encounters, he feared that in Ru Huan’s mind, he’s solidified the image of a bashful novice. Ru Huan, originally kneeling on the floor beside the bed, now stood up, raised her hand to gently caress Wen Nan’s cheek, her naturally smiling eyes curving like crescents, "It’s alright, if you’re inexperienced, this is understandable. Next time, I’ll try to satisfy you better, okay?" Whether Lao Si was satisfied mattered little to Wen Nan now. He was more concerned that after this affair, Ru Huan’s pleasure value plummeted quickly. This caused Lao Liu’s remaining time to deplete rapidly. Wen Nan’s doppelganger wasn’t supposed to appear at Zhuang Yichen’s villa again, so Yu Shujun drove straight back to his own home, wanting to spend the remaining time with the doppelganger there for a while longer. Unexpectedly, just as they entered the underground garage, Yu Shujun turned his head and saw the person in the passenger seat starting to waver, turning transparent, about to dissipate. Yu Shujun furrowed his brow slightly, "Is the time on the clock?" In Wen Nan’s mind, the small screen of the doppelganger was already becoming hazy, receiving the sound in broken intervals, like a drone about to run out of power, on the verge of disconnecting. He laboriously controlled Lao Liu to nod, "I guess, it’s just about to..." Before finishing the sentence, Lao Liu lay motionless in the passenger seat. Yu Shujun leaned over, watching as the husk left behind by the other person was about to disappear like a faint wisp of smoke. For some reason, a wave of reluctance welled up in his heart. With a flick of the wrist, Yu Shujun sent a streak of golden light from the Root Breaking Slash. The light swiftly enveloped the area surrounding Wen Nan’s doppelganger, wrapping him up to prevent the body’s dissipation. But it was Wen Nan’s likeness, a one-to-one recreation. Yu Shujun leaned in, getting very close, and watched the handsome face with undivided attention for a long time. His gaze fell upon the other’s lips. Yu Shujun raised a hand, his fingertips gently rubbing the soft lips. Even as a shell maintained by the Root Breaking Slash, Yu Shujun dared not kiss the lips. Ultimately, he only leaned forward, placing his own lips lightly against the other’s cheek. Like a dragonfly skimming the surface, he quickly withdrew. Yu Shujun retreated with a slight curve on his lips, bearing a faint smile. Wen Nan lay in Zhuang Yichen’s grand bed, and in his mind, the residual small scene from the doppelganger displayed Yu Shujun’s faint smile. Bathed in the golden glow of the Root Breaking Slash, like a painting basking in sunlight. For a moment, he was somewhat dazed.