"Sister Rongrong, here, this is your favorite Maojian tea!"

A solicitous voice rang in my ears, somewhat noisy.

Unlike before, Hua Rong felt a strong sense of weakness.

What happened?

She pursed her lips and stared intently at the man in front of her.

Her peach blossom eyes darted around, a calculating glint in them.

With that roguish smile, his once handsome features, which were eight points in total, now only had five.

Hua Rong picked up the teacup he was offered, but didn't drink it for a long time.

My mind went blank, yet it felt familiar.

This time, as she wished, there were no memories of the original owner.

Hua Rong didn't dwell too much on her memories; what she cared about was that this world was being disturbed by a very mysterious force!

That power made her completely unable to sense the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

This reminded her of the selection process she went through in the small world before entering the "True Spirit Continent".

However, this time she did not feel the malice of being mocked.

For a world to function properly, it cannot be completely devoid of spiritual energy.

At most, it's just a matter of thinness or thickness.

Without spiritual energy, even the Heavenly Dao cannot survive.

Hua Rong guessed that this world was probably controlled by a powerful being using some kind of method.

Powers that do not belong to this realm cannot be used.

"It seems I can only cultivate the original version of the Yuan Qi cultivation technique this time. I have nothing to fear once I reach the third level!"

The first three levels of the original Yuanqi cultivation method are the simplest body-refining techniques.

It can also be used to some basic techniques that require a small amount of spiritual energy.

Here, unless you encounter someone who blocks the perception of the world's spiritual energy, there will be no major crisis.

It's unclear whether sealing off the spiritual energy in one direction is for the purpose of protecting this realm, or if there are other motives.

She smelled the tea in her hand, her eyes flickered slightly, and looked up at the man in front of her.

The man felt a little flustered under her gaze, but still forced a smile and asked, "Why isn't Sister Rongrong drinking?"

Hua Rong looked around and realized that this must be the other party's home.

She has just arrived, has no memory, and has no ability to protect herself.

Judging from the man's exposed arms, he must be a trained fighter.

Everything must be done with caution.

Hua Rong quickly analyzed everything in his mind, pretended to take a sip of tea, and then said, "Alright, we've had our tea, now it's time to get down to business."

Seeing that Hua Rong's lips were moist and the tea in her cup had decreased, the man revealed a cryptic smile.

The man seemed to have lost some kind of restraint, resting his hands on the sofa and lazily looking at Hua Rong.

"Sister Rongrong, have I, Deng Fei, ever been bad to you since we were little?"

Before Hua Rong could answer, he continued, "No, if anyone bullies you, I'm the first one to rush up and beat them up for you. Before you started dating, I accompanied you to school. After you started dating, I automatically disappeared. I'm probably the only cousin like me in the whole world."

As the other person spoke, fragments seemed to flash through Hua Rong's mind.

When she tried to capture those moments, they vanished without a trace.

She simply stopped thinking about it, supporting her forehead with her hand as if she were very dizzy.

"Why are you bringing this up? Of course I know. From childhood to adulthood, we've always had the best relationship among siblings."

When Deng Fei saw Hua Rong like this, a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes.

He took a long stride and sat down next to Hua Rong.

He whispered suggestively in her ear, "Since Sister Rongrong also feels that I've been good to you since we were little, then you don't need to ask me for the 300,000 yuan for the house."

A dark glint flashed in Hua Rong's eyes as he basically pieced together what had happened.

This man, who called himself Deng Fei, borrowed 300,000 yuan from the original owner under the pretext of buying a house.

Thinking back to what Deng Fei had said earlier, and the fact that the original owner had suddenly appeared here, he realized that...

It can be concluded that Deng Fei must have been in a long time without repaying the 300,000 yuan, which forced the original owner to come here to make him repay the money.

Knowing he couldn't repay the debt, Deng Fei hatched a wicked plan and slipped sleeping pills into the tea.

Based on this, Hua Rong guessed that Deng Fei might not have used the 300,000 yuan to buy a house!

Of course, all of this is from the perspective of the original owner.

It's also possible that the original owner regretted borrowing the money and came to collect the debt.

However, judging from Deng Fei's thuggish manner, the former is more likely.

"You've already defaulted on your payment, and I really need to get that 300,000 back now. You promised me...wait, why am I feeling a little...dizzy?"

While Hua Rong was speaking, he kept glancing at Deng Fei out of the corner of his eye.

Only when he found nothing strange about his expression did he confirm his earlier guess.

Suddenly, she felt Deng Fei grasp her hand, and a sense of absurdity washed over her.

Aren't humans the ones who care most about social norms and ethics?

Deng Fei is the original owner's cousin; the two are blood relatives!

However, she quickly regained her composure.

Having seen so many oddities, I'm not surprised to see this one now.

She originally thought Deng Fei wanted to drug her and kill her.

She estimated Deng Fei's size and compared it to the original owner's size, then thought of a way to escape.

"What are you doing? Let me go." Hua Rong's voice sounded very weak.

Deng Fei touched it a couple of times and immediately felt a change in a certain part of his body.

The overwhelming excitement that transcended ethics made him tremble uncontrollably.

His voice was somewhat hoarse and strained as he gripped Hua Rong's hand tightly.

"Sister Rongrong, you just confided in me not long ago that your husband treats you very badly. Do you know how heartbroken I am!"

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