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The young man probably understood in his mind that perhaps that person was the one that Mr. Gu was looking for.

"Do you know where that middle-aged man is now?" Qingyi asked in a deep voice.

The guy shook his head. "I told you everything I know. Um, isn't it..."

The guy looked at him with a flattering expression.

The man in blue took out a silver note from his pocket and threw it into his hand. When the clerk saw the silver note, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Next time if you meet this person, do your best to hold him back and hand this over to the people from Hengfu Restaurant," the man in green ordered.

After taking the silver, the clerk nodded hurriedly.

He wished this kind of good thing could happen more often, so that he could make a lot of money.

The man in green quickly disappeared, and shortly after leaving, he immediately passed the information he had collected to Gu Qing.

Gu Qing looked at the message sent from below and roughly guessed that the man must have been entrusted by that woman.

"Linshui Town." Gu Qing murmured.

"Give orders to have people stake out Linshui Town. Once any suspicious person is found, arrest him." Gu Qing ordered his subordinates.

Besides, the other side.

Thousands of miles away in the mountains, among the majestic and imposing buildings, located behind the complex, this place is sparsely populated and few people come here.

In a simple bedroom, a man lay on the bed. This man had deep features and an extraordinary demeanor, but his brows were tightly furrowed, as if he had encountered something painful. His brows were slightly furrowed, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

Suddenly, the man cried out in surprise, and his tightly closed eyes suddenly opened. His sharp and deep eyes stared at the gauze curtain above his head.

The guards outside heard the noise and hurried over. They didn't dare to push the door open, but stood outside. "Young Master."

"It's okay." Feng Lihen panted slightly and said in a deep voice.

The two guards looked at each other and then retreated silently, not daring to disturb him again.

Feng Lihen covered his chest, feeling as if something was pulling it tightly. It felt empty, as if something was missing.

What on earth is this?!

Feng Lihen got out of bed, walked to the desk, and looked at the picture of the back on the wall in front of him.

"Who are you?"

Feng Lihen's deep eyes were fixed on the painting.

After a long while, he silently closed his eyes, and many more images appeared in his mind. There was a vague figure there, and that person was saying something to him. He wanted to listen, and kept getting closer to her. Just when he was about to touch her, she disappeared in an instant.

The next second, the scene in front of me disappeared.

He was surrounded by strange buildings, and the figures around him were blurry, but one charming figure was so clear. When he saw her, his heart leaped with joy.

In the dream, he was chasing the woman's footsteps. Just when he was about to hold her hand, she evaporated in an instant like the wind.

These strange pictures made him frown.

The owners of those silhouettes were obviously different, but for some reason, he was certain in his heart that they were the same person.

Feng Lihen looked at the backs of the figures in the portraits. The two figures that appeared one after another were completely different from the one in front of him. He murmured, "Are they your incarnations?"

No one responded and the room was silent.

Feng Lihen raised his hand and gently stroked the woman in the painting, with a hint of inquiry and confusion in his eyes.