Li Wuming was smug, raising his head with an arrogant expression, "I am a genius that comes along only once in a century, and my bloodline has even awakened, how could I possibly be wrong?"

Ruan Yingzi rolled her eyes in annoyance, but then she thought of something and said to him, "Could you check on Rong Ge sometime? I heard he's not in good health and hasn't been filming for a long time. He doesn't look well either, and he's lost so much weight."

Li Wuming hesitated for a moment, not daring to agree too quickly, "I'll give it a try. Not all illnesses are due to karma from a past life. Perhaps Mr. Zhang is really sick and needs to see Qingqing."

Ye Qingqing frowned as she thought of Zhang Zhengrong's death in her previous life, her mood becoming heavy. If Zhang Zhengrong was really sick, she would do her best to cure him. What she feared was that Zhang Zhengrong's illness was not physical, but something else entirely.

"I'll take Zhang Zhengrong's pulse then!"

Thinking of the veiled woman from before, Ye Qingqing couldn't help but ask, "Don't you think the veiled woman next to President Fan looks familiar?"

Ruan Yingzi shook her head nonchalantly, "I don't think so. She has a pretty good figure, just a bit short."

Li Wuming's expression changed, and he subconsciously lowered his head. Ye Qingqing, remembering his earlier strange behavior, asked, "Do you know that woman?"

“You all know that woman,” Li Wuming replied.

Lu Mo said in a deep voice, "It's Julie, she's not dead."

Ye Qingqing slammed her hand on the table. "Yes, that's her. She walks with a swaying gait just like Julie. This woman is really lucky; she actually dared to come all the way to Pingjiang."

She knew this seemingly innocent woman wouldn't die so easily, but—

"Who helped her escape? Could it be that President Fan? Does he have that much ability?" Ye Qingqing muttered to herself.

Even if Fan Li is a billionaire, he doesn't have the ability to make the princess of T country escape by faking her death!

Li Wuming shuddered and muttered under his breath, "That guy is incredibly capable..."

Lu Mo asked coldly, "You know Fan Li? Who is he?"

Li Wuming grumbled, "Who else could it be? It's my unlucky sixth junior brother from before. He's the richest of all my fellow disciples. He's not very good with poison, but he's got a lot of money. Even Old Ghost treats him very politely."

Ye Qingqing was startled. She hadn't heard from that old ghost Yin Yu for a long time. Ever since Ji Wuxin died in the spring, Yin Yu seemed to have vanished into thin air. She never expected that Julie would have contact with this old ghost. No wonder she was able to escape without anyone noticing.

“Yin Yu could abandon Ji Wuxin, his bed partner of many years, but went to great lengths to save Julie. He really values ​​this woman.” Ye Qingqing sneered.

Li Wuming curled his lip and said sullenly, "Maybe they want to groom this princess. Ji Wuxin is dead, and the old ghost must be having a hard time. Why not groom another one?"

Lu Mo shook his head. "Not necessarily. It's very possible that Julie is Old Ghost's granddaughter."

He should have realized this sooner. Considering Madam Wu's age, Ji Wuxin would have already been Yin Yu's apprentice by then. Given Yin Yu's petty nature, how could he possibly allow Ji Wuxin to give birth to another man's child right under his nose?

There is only one possibility: Mrs. Wu is Yin Yu's daughter, and Julie is his granddaughter.

"Then why doesn't Yin Yu acknowledge his daughter? Why does he let Madam Wu live in a foreign country?" Ye Qingqing couldn't understand.

"Perhaps he's afraid of being laughed at by his disciples? After all, Ji Wuxin is nominally Old Ghost's disciple, and that Old Ghost is extremely concerned about saving face," Li Wuming guessed.