Shi Ling and Yu Chen spent more than 100 million to buy 68 cultural relics, most of which were from the Ming Dynasty. They were of various types, including ceramic vases, calligraphy and paintings, bronze and jade wares, etc. They were packed into several boxes, large and small, and it would be troublesome to go through customs, so in the end they asked Yu Chen to transport them back to China through the relationship of the Si family and donated them privately to the Yuncheng Museum in their names.

Shi Ling and Chen Zhen, the director of the Yuncheng Museum, had previously had an intersection because of the Qing Dynasty zombie Wei Hongguang, and had added Wei Hongguang and Shen Zhen as WeChat friends.

The Yuncheng Museum was very surprised after receiving the 68 cultural relics donated by the two people. Chen Zhen specially thanked them on WeChat and said that when they return, he will give them a full set of cultural and creative peripherals of the museum.

After they dealt with all this, they met Shi Zhenxiang and Gu Xiuji on their way back to the hotel.

Shi Zhenxiang had originally planned to have his butler come, but since the Pope was already here, he felt it would be more sincere for him to come personally to see the young master. So the two of them took advantage of Ace's departure to perform surgery at Noah Medical Center to come and see Shi Ling.

Shi Ling had learned from Yu Chen early in the morning that Gu Xiuji also appeared at the Wells Manor, so she was not surprised to see him and Shi Zhenxiang together.

Shi Ling even took the initiative to greet him, "Teacher Gu, long time no see."

Gu Xiuji breathed a sigh of relief. He had been worried that Yu Chen would say bad things about him to Shi Ling, causing Shi Ling to misunderstand him.

He adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, his smile clear and elegant: "Shi Ling, didn't I tell you that you don't have to call me teacher outside of school?"

"Oh, Brother Ji. Why are you with this scammer?" Shi Ling asked curiously.

When Gu Xiuji heard this uncorrectable name, his heart sank.

Yu Chen couldn't help laughing. Seeing Gu Xiuji's slightly cold gaze sweeping over him, he just raised his head and looked up at the sky with an indifferent expression.

"Young Master, I'm really not a swindler. I'm the patriarch of the Wells family, and it was me who got you out of jail." Shi Zhenxiang didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Gu Xiuji glanced at him indifferently, thinking that Shi Ling should have a good impression of him, but a bad impression of Shi Zhenxiang, so he silently took two steps away from him, as if to draw a clear line between them.

"Shi Ling, I came to you just to talk about this. I've been on a business trip abroad these days and attending classes at Noah's Hospital. During this time, the head of the Wells family said that a guest fainted in the manor, and he asked me and Dr. Ace to go and see the patient. After I went there, I found out that the Wells family's guest was you. It was fate." Gu Xiuji prepared several speeches in the morning.

Shi Zhenxiang looked at him in surprise. He didn't expect that the Pope would distance himself from him.

Yu Chen stood behind Shi Ling, staring at Gu Xiuji with a hint of sarcasm, his voice cold and indifferent: "Auditor? Teacher Gu is really modest."

Gu Xiuji smiled elegantly and spoke in a gentle tone, "Striving for excellence is what I should do."

Yu Chen snorted coldly. This illegitimate child of the Gu family is shameless!

Shi Ling's face suddenly showed enlightenment. "So that's how it is. So, Brother Ji, is there anything wrong with my brain?"

Gu Xiuji asked tentatively: "You seem to have lost some of your memory?"

Shi Ling thought about it and didn't feel any memory loss. Finally, it dawned on him: "Memories before the age of three?"

Gu Xiuji: “…”

Shi Zhenxiang felt wronged, practically biting his handkerchief and sobbing, "Me! Little Grandmaster, have you forgotten me? Have you forgotten all those years, how you helped me seize power in the Wells family, how you led our Shenyue Sect to madly test the law, and how you became bigger and stronger in the underworld by robbing other gangs?"

Shi Ling was shocked and pointed at him, "Don't talk nonsense! I'm suing you for a pyramid scheme. How could I, a person who carries the criminal law with me, commit such a crime and even rob other criminals? You're the evil one, I'm innocent!"

As Shi Ling spoke, he turned to look at Yu Chen behind him, trying hard to gain his approval: "Right?"

Yu Chen met her bright and lively eyes and couldn't help but reach out and touch her head. He hummed softly, "We are all law-abiding citizens."

Shi Zhenxiang's expression exploded, as if he had been betrayed. "Little Grandmaster, what happened to that bloody year when we agreed to become lawless outlaws together and conquer the world?"

Shi Ling: "I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense!"

Gu Xiuji sighed softly. It seemed Shi Ling couldn't remember anything at all. Furthermore, after Shi Ling was forcibly sent to the mental hospital and met Gu Yang, it seemed Gu Yang had instilled something in her. If she had been like the Tai Chi diagram before, alternating between black and white, both good and evil, now she was completely moving towards the light of righteousness, almost going against the grain of their Shenyue Sect.

His sister is so nosy!

Gu Xiuji lowered his eyes to hide his coldness, and when he looked up at Shi Ling, his eyes were gentle and warm again, "Shi Ling, from my professional perspective as a psychologist, you have indeed lost some of your memory. As for whether this part of your memory is related to Chief Wells..."

He looked at Shi Zhenxiang and asked, "Chief Wells, do you have any evidence of your past acquaintance?"

Shi Zhenxiang suddenly slapped his head as if he had suddenly been enlightened: "Yes, Junior Master, I have evidence of our previous crimes!"

Shi Ling: "...How do you talk like that?"

Shi Zhenxiang patted his lips and said with a grin, "Yes, it is a glorious journey."

He took out his cell phone, opened the photo album, and found some photos with Shi Ling among thousands of selfies taken from various angles.

"Young Master, look, this is the photo we took when we snatched the goods from the gangsters."

Shi Ling leaned over to take a look, and was surprised to find that Shi Zhenxiang actually had a photo of her.

In the photo, she is wearing a light blue off-shoulder lace embroidered dress. The embroidery is exquisite like flowers in the mist. The gauze is light and ethereal, and has a fairy-like air. Her skin is snow-white, and she wears a pink diamond pendant necklace on her slender neck. Her hair is slightly braided, delicate and lively, like an elegant and noble princess who walked out of a European palace in the last century.

She sat sideways on some containers, looking relaxed, as if she just came out to bask in the sun, but behind her, Shi Zhenxiang led a group of people, surrounded a group of gang members who were squatting with their heads in their hands, with guns.

Shi Ling was slightly stunned. The person in the photo was indeed her, but she didn't look like her now.

She doesn't dress so elegantly or behave so dignified now. Her temperament looks more like the woman in cheongsam she once saw on a train in the Republic of China.

"Little Grandmaster, do you remember? Among the things we robbed back then, there was a ton of white powder. It was in those boxes you were sitting in."

Shi Zhenxiang's words instantly disrupted Shi Ling's thoughts.

She immediately drew a line between herself and the person in the photo, raised a finger, and said in an exaggerated tone: "A ton of white powder?"

Shi Zhenxiang nodded, his tone proud: "Yes!"

Shi Ling murmured, "How many death sentences will this require..."