Xuan Feng said lightly, "The demon's words are not to be trusted."
Han Rui sighed, "Actually, I think so too, but... what can we do now? Little Xi'er has done so much for everyone. Do you expect me to just watch her fall ill?"
After speaking, he looked towards the ward.
The night was deep, and Bai Han sat cross-legged on the bed. His pair of black eyes slowly turned ice blue. Countless frost crept up his skin, up his eyelashes, freezing him, as if he would turn into an ice sculpture the next second.
But, it was still a little bit, just a little bit more... He had to see all the details clearly, he had to know all the processes, he had to ensure that everything was foolproof.
Rather than saying his ability was precognition, it was more like delay.
It was extending something that would happen later on a timeline.
As long as the choice of the main person changed, the ending would also be rewritten.
Therefore, although he was also a child of the Han family with special abilities, he was not valued by his father, because his ability did not have much influence. It could only be used to scheme against people, to control others step by step... such a dirty skill that could not be brought to the table.
More importantly, every deduction or foresight with self-awareness was a consumption of life, so his weak health since childhood was also because he would possess this special ability.
When Xuan Ji and his father were talking in the room, he had heard Xuan Ji say that if he did not use his power, his lifespan would be slightly shorter than that of a normal person, around fifty years old. But if he used it frequently, he might die abruptly around the age of thirty-five.
The more he used it, the faster he died.
As a result, his father heard these words and acted as if he hadn't heard anything. After agreeing with Xuan Ji to open the Altar of Sacrifice, he made him use his delaying ability multiple times every day to plan step by step, all to ensure that all plans proceeded according to Xuan Ji's deployment.
He even lied to him, saying that the divine doctor had said that this matter would not affect his body and lifespan...
At that time, he had placed this hatred on Han Mo. How ridiculous.
Just then, after one calculation ended, the frost on his face receded, and his complexion turned pale.
But, it was still a little bit more...
Han Rui stood beside him, "Bai Han, that's enough. You look really terrible. How about we try again tomorrow? The ice on your body is more each time, will something happen?"
Bai Han waved his hand and took a deep breath, "I'm fine."
Since it had to be used anyway, he would rather use it to protect Little Xi.
After speaking, he started the next round. Until the sixth freezing, he finally saw everything clearly, and a faint smile appeared on his face, "I see it!"
Seeing this expression, Han Rui and Xuan Feng both showed a hint of joy.
Han Rui rushed forward and exclaimed, "Really?"
Bai Han nodded, the ice blue in his eyes faded, replaced by normal colors. The frost on his body also gradually disappeared, turning into sweat.
But at this moment, he suddenly widened his eyes, feeling a sharp pain in his chest. This pain was like a large hand squeezing his heart tightly, forcefully squeezing and rubbing, causing him to gasp uncontrollably.
Han Rui was shocked and quickly stepped forward, wanting to support him, but as his hand just touched his body, he was electrocuted and bounced back, "So cold..."
How could human skin feel colder than ice? It made him instinctively retract his hand.
Xuan Feng saw this and immediately came to replace Han Rui, "Mr. Bai, how are you feeling?"
Bai Han coughed violently. The blood he coughed out instantly turned into ice blocks the moment it hit the ground.
Han Rui's eyes widened, "This... what's going on?"
After coughing, Bai Han felt much better. He reached out to wipe his mouth and said, "I'm fine."
Han Rui: "How can you be fine? How can normal people's blood turn into ice when they cough?"
Bai Han smiled faintly, "Then can normal people predict the future, or have mind-reading abilities?"
Han Rui was speechless and couldn't retort.
Bai Han propped himself up with the sofa, "Don't worry, I'm really fine. At least... I now know how to deal with Xuan Ji and how to resurrect Han Mo."
Han Rui and Xuan Feng exchanged glances and said no more.
In the Sea Island City Commander's Headquarters, ever since Xuan Ji was captured, he had been confined to a room alone, treated the same as Kui Dian's place, even with "better treatment".
He was tied to a metal chair weighing several hundred pounds. His hands and feet were fixed with super metal clasps, and he wore a large iron hood on his head, which also had a gag in it, preventing him from seeing, hearing, or speaking.
Bai Han said to Shangguan Wen, "Please, Commander, take off his hood."
Shangguan Wen was stunned and frowned, "Mr. Bai, it's not that I don't listen to you, but isn't this a bit unsafe?"
After all, this person was so dangerous! And Bai Han was the Eldest Miss's brother, so he was naturally a very important person.
Bai Han smiled, "It's okay, I already know how to deal with him. If Commander Shangguan is worried, then stand behind him, wear earphones, and watch me protect me, alright?"
Shangguan Wen wanted to say something more, but seeing the undeniable expression on Bai Han's face, he ultimately did not voice his thoughts.
After all, Xuan Ji's clothes had all been replaced by them, and all hidden poisons had also been confiscated. Without those strange poisons, he was a very ordinary person under hypnosis, even less capable than the newly recruited city defense team members in Sea Island City.
The hood was removed, and Xuan Ji regained his sight. His eyes were a bit unaccustomed to the light. When he finally managed to open them, he saw Bai Han in front of him.
Now that his identity was exposed, he had no intention of pretending any longer. The moment he saw Bai Han, a wicked smile appeared on his face, "Little Han Luo, over three hundred years ago, I owed you a wedding. Back then, you knelt outside your father's door... begging him in the heavy rain to release Bai Xi. I was actually moved."
Bai Han looked at Xuan Ji expressionlessly, his face suddenly turning pale.
That night was very cold, but his heart was colder than the rain that night.
Xuan Ji, in the form of a blood butterfly, had monitored their every move, knew his identity, and used his abilities to make him misjudge the gala at the Sea Island City Sports Center.
At that time, he had already vaguely guessed that the person doing this was likely familiar with him, but he hadn't expected it to be Xuan Ji himself.
Now that he knew it was him, there was nothing strange about it.
"Bai Xi is my sister now. I'm just protecting her in a different identity."
No matter what identity it was, she would only love Han Mo. Love like that... could not tolerate a third person, and he didn't want to be that third person anymore.
Xuan Ji's smile looked even more bizarre, "Sister? Do you believe that yourself? Han Luo, don't hide your inner desires. As long as you let me go and restart the Altar of Sacrifice with me again, I will also help you and her reshape your bodies. Then you and Bai Xi will no longer have a blood relationship, nor will you be brother and sister. At that time, I can give you a new wedding, and a lifetime together."
Bai Han's handsome brows furrowed slightly, and his expression towards Xuan Ji showed hesitation. Then he walked step by step towards Xuan Ji.
Xuan Ji's expression carried a hint of smugness.
Everyone had desires, everyone had things they couldn't obtain.
And these things were the real driving force that made people constantly stronger and want to control, and it was also his way of manipulating people's hearts.