After a long while, Xia Jianguo's chest heaved violently, like a surging wave gradually calming down, and his mood finally broke free from the turbulent waves.

At this moment, his throat was dry and parched, as if it were tightly choked by a ball of cotton. With great effort, he managed to move slowly, as if squeezing out a breath from deep within his body, and struggling to find his voice again.

"So... what about the real Xia Shuhua? Is there no hope of her ever waking up again?"

His eyes were bloodshot, filled with worry and concern, like a drowning person desperately grasping at the last straw, trying to find a glimmer of hope in his daughter's eyes.

He still remembers what his daughter found out about what happened after his death in his previous life. Those past memories, each and every one of them, weighed heavily on his heart like a stone weighing a thousand pounds.

So when I heard this news, it felt like a huge rock was blocking my heart, making me feel suffocated. It was like a thick, dark cloud was hanging heavily over my heart, lingering for a long time and refusing to leave.

Images from the past involuntarily surfaced in his mind; the betrayals, schemes, and hurts filled him with mixed emotions, a blend of pain and resentment.

Xia Wan gently shook her head, the movement as if carrying endless sorrow and heaviness, slow and sluggish, as if each sway pulled at the strength of her entire body.

Her expression was as somber as the gloomy sky before a storm, as if all the sorrow in the world had gathered on her face.

After a long silence, time seemed to stand still, the air seemed to stop flowing, and the whole world fell into a deathly stillness.

After a long silence, she slowly spoke, "It's not entirely impossible. If the soul that has been possessed is seriously injured, then the original soul, which is in a dormant state, might be able to launch a counterattack. After all, wasn't it precisely because Xia Shuhua's soul was too weak that she gave others an opportunity to take advantage of her?"

Her voice was deep and firm, as if it came from a deep valley, echoing in the silent space. It was the persistent pursuit of a glimmer of hope by someone groping forward in the darkness.

At this point, Xia Wan paused, her eyes sparkling with contemplation, like stars twinkling in the night sky. She seemed to be repeatedly rehearsing various possible scenarios in her mind, pondering something of utmost importance.

She continued her analysis, "If the possessor's soul becomes weak again, Xia Shuhua's soul could very well regain dominance and achieve a counter-suppression. Of course, this is only a possibility, and the specifics are still hard to say."

She frowned slightly, a deep knot forming between her brows, her eyes revealing a hint of confusion. After all, everything was full of unknowns and variables, like sailing on a vast ocean without a clear course or direction.

Although Xia Wan herself was not entirely confident, in the current situation, any glimmer of hope was like a ray of light in a dark abyss, worth trying and looking forward to.

Like a traveler on the verge of despair in a barren desert, even a single drop of dew can rekindle the hope of survival.

However, she had no idea how to severely damage the soul of the possessor. It was like a towering, insurmountable mountain blocking her way.

Upon hearing this, Xia Jianguo frowned deeply, his brows furrowing like deep ravines, as if etched with the vicissitudes and helplessness of time.

He let out a long sigh, a sigh filled with endless bitterness and helplessness: "Alas, this matter is far too bizarre and strange. If I were to tell others about it, I'm afraid no one would believe it."

His voice was filled with helplessness and bitterness, knowing full well that such an absurd story was simply unbelievable to most ordinary people, like telling a fantastical legend from a distant planet, beyond the understanding and imagination of ordinary people.

He knew all too well that such an absurd story would be as unbelievable as a fairy tale to most ordinary people.

Xia Wan nodded in agreement: "That's right. If it were me, I probably wouldn't be able to accept such an absurd plot if I hadn't personally experienced such extraordinary things as time travel and being bound to a system."

A hint of emotion flickered in her eyes, and her thoughts drifted back to her own experiences.

Those wondrous journeys through time and space were like stepping into a completely new and fantastical world, with each shift in time and space dazzling and mesmerizing; the mysterious binding with the system was like opening a door to the unknown realm, which still feels like a dream, as if I were in a bizarre and fantastical dream, with every moment filled with incredible and amazing things.

Xia Wan couldn't help but open the search function, her movements urgent and full of anticipation, as if as soon as the search function was opened, the mysterious veil of the body-stealer's identity would be immediately lifted.

She stared intently at the system interface, hoping to find even a sliver of useful information to investigate the identity of the body-trap, but unfortunately, she found nothing!

The system seemed to fall silent; no matter how anxiously she waited or how many times she refreshed the page, it did not provide any useful response.

It was discovered that Guo Guanghua and Zhao Guodong had arranged a time and place to meet. Judging from the choice of time and place, it was clear that they were plotting something shady. They even arranged to meet in the middle of the night. In that dark corner, who knows what kind of conspiracy would arise? It was as if one could see two people with ulterior motives whispering in the shadows, plotting unspeakable secrets.

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