Gu Xin rushed over directly and hugged Ghost tightly, her tears bursting out instantly.
"They didn’t hurt you, did they?" Ghost quickly comforted her.
"Please rest assured, Mr. Gu Li, I absolutely didn’t make things difficult for Miss Gu Xin." Lang waved his hand, and his n bowed before leaving, closing the door behind them.
"Please forgive my subordinates for being rude. I’ll first have a drink to apologize to Miss Gu Xin." Lang picked up a glass of white liquor and downed it in one go.
"I’ve prepared hotpot, please have a seat." Lang gestured, and several of his subordinates placed a large hotpot in the center of the table. Ghost carefully checked Gu Xin’s body, finding no external injuries, and with all the delicious food on the table, it seed Lang really hadn’t made things difficult for Gu Xin, which made Ghost finally relax.
"Sit next to ." Ghost shielded Gu Xin behind him, with Lang sitting in the middle, Ghost sitting beside him, and Gu Xin seated at his side.
"Why did you call here?" Ghost asked directly, getting straight to the point.
"Haha, Mr. Gu Li, about what we discussed last ti, how have you considered it?"
"My answer is very clear, I refuse to join your gang." Ghost said directly, "Why would I leave my life as a law-abiding citizen to do harmful things with you?" Ghost spoke righteously; indeed, black is black, and white is white. No matter how eloquently you speak, it’s hard to change this reality. The underworld is destined to be a place where distinctions between black and white don’t matter, so Ghost didn’t agree to Lang’s request.
"Mr. Gu Li, I heard that you recently lost your mory, is that right?" Lang, unhurriedly, crossed his arms and picked a freshly cooked slice of lamb from the hotpot, eating it leisurely. Normally, Ghost’s amnesia would be patient information, which is personal and private and shouldn’t be shared. So how did Lang learn about it? Perhaps it was discovered the day the dical disturbance occurred.
"So what if I have?" Ghost said coldly, grabbing Gu Xin’s hand and standing up, "Let’s go."
"Lang, I’ve made myself clear. I have nothing to do with your gang matters. We’re leaving now, you can continue eating."
"Please wait, both of you." Lang suddenly said, clapping his hands, and several thugs rushed in, raising pistols at the two.
"There are guns." Gu Xin saw this and her legs went weak. As a young nurse, she had never seen so many people holding guns, especially when those guns were pointed at them.
"It’s okay, don’t worry." Ghost was also flustered. If he hadn’t lost his mory, perhaps he wouldn’t be so panicked, because for a cultivator, a pistol wasn’t much of a threat. However, Gu Xin was right there beside him.
"Stop, who allowed you to use guns!" Lang shouted angrily, and the crowd quickly withdrew their pistols, allowing Ghost to finally breathe a sigh of relief.
"I’m really sorry, I didn’t an to scare you." Lang dismissed the others, leaving only the three of them in the room again.
"Mr. Gu Li, I rely want to say, if you want to regain your mories and find old acquaintances, I can assist you, and I am confident." Lang invited them to sit down again, his gaze falling on Gu Xin.
"Lady Gu, you studied dicine, so you should understand the probability of an amnesia patient regaining their mory. It’s not an easy task. I think you would hope your boyfriend could recover his mory, wouldn’t you?" As soon as Lang finished speaking, Gu Xin’s expression beca serious. The probability of an amnesia patient regaining mory is small and requires certain stimulating conditions. She also hoped to help Ghost, but she didn’t have the capability.
"You said it was difficult, so why should I believe you can do it?" Ghost inquired coldly.
"Well... I hope Miss Gu Xin can excuse herself for a mont." Lang smiled mysteriously, and Gu Xin and Ghost exchanged glances, unsure of what he intended to do.
"You..."
"Please rest assured, Miss Gu Xin, I’m doing this for the good of both you and Mr. Gu Li. Please wait outside for a mont." Lang continued, "By the way, Miss Gu, you haven’t had lunch yet, have you? I apologize for bringing you here so suddenly. How about I have a chat with Mr. Gu Li inside, and you can stay here for lunch?" Lang stood up, gesturing for Ghost to follow, pointing to a nearby wooden door.
"Gu Li..."
"Don’t worry, Gu Xin. He won’t do anything to . You stay here and have sothing to eat first." Ghost reassured her softly.
"Rest assured, I’m only going to discuss so content related to mory recovery with Mr. Gu Li." Lang smiled faintly, and after a few reassuring words from Ghost, he directly went inside.
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In the secret room.
"Smoke?" Lang tossed a cigarette over, which Ghost caught effortlessly between two fingers and skillfully lit with a lighter.
"I haven’t had lunch yet either. If you have sothing to say, get on with it." Ghost said casually.
"Last ti I just brushed shoulders with Mr. Gu, and I already knew you’re not ordinary." Lang also picked up a cigarette and lit it.
"Your Soul Ergence stage strength is rare on the ground here in East Sea, except for the Zheng Family. You could easily be a force in East Sea."
"I don’t know what Soul Ergence stage ans, nor do I know what kind of force that is." Ghost replied indifferently.
"Haha, it’s understandable Mr. Gu doesn’t know now, but I’d bet that before you lost your mory, you certainly understood these things."
"What do you an by that?"
"Mr. Gu, the reason you could easily defeat a dozen strong n is because of the Inner Strength within you. In Huaxia, those with Inner Strength are called cultivators." Lang explained, and Ghost was left in a fog, not understanding about Inner Strength, just like Gu Xin or Gu Jian or even a random person pulled off the street wouldn’t. Still, he was curious why he could easily defeat a dozen people and perform feats beyond normal human capabilities.
"There are many cultivating families in Huaxia, so hidden in the remote mountains, indifferent to worldly affairs, and others have seamlessly integrated into society, appearing no different from ordinary people. However, generally speaking, those who can access cultivation are few and far between, and with such profound Inner Strength, do you think you’re just an ordinary person?" Lang asked, the question striking Ghost like a dagger to the heart. Indeed, what if his true identity was sothing unspeakable, perhaps an assassin or sothing?
"Moreover, I investigated your dical records. The day you were taken to the hospital, there was an explosion in an apartnt in East Sea, leaving over twenty bodies inside, yet you alone were found nearby and taken to the hospital for rescue. Aren’t you curious about what happened?"
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