C83 His Instinctive Alertness

The wind howled outside, and the rain poured down relentlessly. Inside, the room was silent. Xinying sat quietly next to Ye Fann, her lips pursed. Ye Fann was deep in thought, his brow furrowed.

Following a spark of inspiration in his mind, Ye Fann racked his brain, pondering intensely. After a while, he finally pieced everything together. It was all about plastic surgery. That was it