Due to the strange state of Shen Jiayi and Shen Jiawei’s bodies, Shen Yanxiao asked someone to invite Uncle Nine over.
“Uncle Nine, I have two people with me. Can you come with me to check whether they are the same as the people in the Graveyard of the Sun?” Shen Yanxiao was not sure if the people that Shen Jiayi and Shen Jiawei had encountered were from the same organization as the people in the Graveyard of the Sun. Therefore, she invited Uncle Nine to take a look.
“Sure.” Uncle Nine nodded.
When the two of them arrived at Shen Jiayi and Shen Jiawei’s yard, Shen Jiawei, who had just woken up and freshened up, walked out of his room in a simple robe. The door to Shen Jiayi’s room was locked.
“City Lord, why are you here?” Shen Jiawei looked at Shen Yanxiao in surprise.
“I brought someone here to check on your injuries,” Shen Yanxiao said with a straight face.
“Err… thank you,” Shen Jiawei lowered his head in surprise and said in embarrassment.
Shen Jiawei felt embarrassed that someone he had once bullied had brought someone to examine his wound.
“Where’s Shen Jiayi?” Shen Yanxiao could not see her around the yard.
Shen Jiawei lowered his head in silence and clenched his fists.
“Perhaps my sister is tired and is still resting.” Shen Jiawei did not dare to let Shen Yanxiao meet Shen Jiayi. He still remembered Shen Jiayi’s flurry of curses, and he knew that his sister still hated Shen Yanxiao.
If it were in the past, he would have helped Shen Jiayi to deal with Shen Yanxiao. However, at that moment, he only hoped that he could persuade Shen Jiayi not to go against Shen Yanxiao.
Shen Yanxiao raised her eyebrows. Tired? Was he tired from beating up her own brother?
“In that case, let Uncle Nine take a look at your injuries.” It was good that she would not see that brat. Shen Jiawei could still be saved. Shen Jiayi, on the other hand, was the perfect example of an incurable person.
Shen Jiawei looked nervous. He looked at the kind Uncle Nine and subconsciously covered the wound on his arm.
“I… I will scare him,” Shen Jiawei stuttered.
His current physical condition was completely different from that of an ordinary person. It was likely that his condition would shock them.
“You’re so long-winded. I told you to let him look, and you will do as I say.” Shen Yanxiao frowned.
Shen Jiawei immediately trembled like a quail. Uncle Nine looked at the nervous Shen Jiawei with a smile and patted his thin shoulders kindly.
“Young lad, don’t worry. I’ve seen your condition before.” Shen Yanxiao had given him some of the details prior their arrival. He already had a general idea of what had happened, but he still needed to observe more to determine if they were the same group of people.
“Then… I’ll have to trouble you, senior.” Shen Jiawei nodded obediently like a young child.
“Uncle Nine, I will have to trouble you to take care of this. I still have some matters to attend to. You can tell me more when you have reached a conclusion.” Shen Yanxiao had asked Uncle Nine to come to check on Shen Jiawei’s condition and to treat his injuries. If he had fused with the characteristics of an undead, then even ordinary doctors would not be able to tell. Uncle Nine was an experienced doctor in that regard.
“Sure, go ahead.” Uncle Nine smiled and dragged the nervous Shen Jiawei into a room.
Shen Yanxiao turned to look at Shen Jiayi’s room. The door was tightly shut, but she could still feel a pair of malicious eyes staring at her through the gap.
Shen Yanxiao sneered. It seemed like she would never change.
She wanted to see what kind of trouble Shen Jiayi could cause in her city!