Xia Xiang could imagine how miserable Wang Da Dong's life must have been over those ten years.
An organization of superhumans powerful enough to wipe out an entire spacetime is like an ant trying to shake a tree, even for someone with superpowers like Wang Da Dong.
"I need to go back," Xia Xiang said, and then quickly left.
“Hey—” Ling wanted to say something, but Xia Xiang didn’t give him the chance.
Jiu Wu looked at Ling with confusion.
"Miss Xia Xiang is a villain in Wang Da Dong's story..." Ling said hesitantly.
"..." Jiu Wu was speechless for a moment. "Go back and get some rest. You've worked hard."
Xia Xiang is incredibly strong now; nothing bad will happen to her.
——Golden Dimension——
When Xia Xiang arrived at the Golden Dimension, the 28-year-old Wang Dadong had already been crying and confiding in Ding Xiaoyu for quite a while.
Wang Dadong: I'm not crying, this is a genuine outpouring of emotion. Heaven knows how I feel when they're missing, or even possibly dead.
Ding Xiaoyu also patiently cooperated with him and offered him appropriate comfort.
"Little Xia Xiang, what would you like to eat?" Duan Changren asked with a smile when he saw Xia Xiang standing not far behind them.
Wang Dadong still cares about his reputation. He's been here for so long and he's really attached to these familiar people, but that doesn't mean he can accept strangers laughing at him.
"Xiangxiang, when did you get back? What are you doing standing there? Come here quickly." Wang Yase immediately turned around, her eyes full of smiles.
Although they all knew that this Wang Da Dong was not the Wang Da Dong who had disappeared from their place, they were all the same, all his best brothers.
However, it seems a bit strange that he hasn't mentioned Xia Xiang's name since he came back.
When Wang Dadong heard Wang Yase call out to the stranger, he wiped his wet eyes, turned his head, and his expression immediately sharpened, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
Taking advantage of everyone's attention being on the woman, he grabbed the sharp knife from the chopping board and stabbed it towards Xia Xiang's neck as she approached.
Wang Dadong is currently out of combat power, and his movements are not considered fast in their eyes, but even slower in Xia Xiang's eyes.
Xia Xiang casually extended her index finger and gently pressed it against the tip of the knife, which was only three centimeters away from her carotid artery.
"Brother Da Dong, aren't you getting a little too excited?" Xia Xiang wasn't annoyed, but just tilted her head and looked at him with some confusion.
The three people standing nearby were already stunned by his actions.
After Wang Yase and Ding Xiaoyu reacted, Wang Yase immediately grabbed Wang Dadong's wrist, while Ding Xiaoyu pulled Xia Xiang half a step to the side and pushed her behind her.
However, Wang Dadong still didn't let go of the knife, his eyes fixed on Xia Xiang.
"Arthur, Xiaoyu, she's the staff member who mistakenly released me. She's in cahoots with that organization!" Wang Dadong said.
Xia Xiang: So, after all this time, I'm the villain???
"Big brother, please help me." Xia Xiang's previous sadness vanished.
"According to you, that must be my clone. My clone, even if it's a bad guy, it should be the worst of the worst. How could I possibly let you go by mistake???"
The other four: ......
“Kids, that’s not the point,” said the Heartbroken Man. “The point is how little Wang Da Dong is going to get back.”
"He is not a person of this time and space, so it should have an impact on him and this time and space."
Wang Dadong let go, his expression complicated.
What he knew, to put it bluntly, might just be his delusion before he died; the real ones were all missing or dead.
Even if they look exactly alike, the person in front of him is not his real brother, and his parents are not his real parents.
He was really happy these days, which must have been God's mercy that gave him such beautiful dreams before he died.
"Ling is back," Xia Xiang said, seeing his sorrowful expression.
"Is that the military fanatic?" Wang Dadong, who obviously knew Ling, looked up and asked.
"Yes," Xia Xiang nodded, then said, "The people there found a back door, traveled to the past, and changed their timeline."
"I don't really understand. What back door? What has changed?" Wang Dadong threw the knife back to Duan Changren, then quickly stepped forward and grabbed Xia Xiang's arms with both hands.
The throwing knife he threw almost chopped off the heartbroken man's finger.
Heartbroken person: !!!
"It means that as time and space are repaired, you can return to your time and space, and nothing will change." Xia Xiang said, pulling his arm back. "You will still be in school, Arthur, Xiaoyu, your parents, everyone will still be there."
"Your multilingual skills and other survival skills have been reduced to nothing. You're still that useless idiot Wang Dadong who only knows how to fight and has a hot temper."
"What about Wang Da Dong in our timeline?" Wang Yase asked, frowning.
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