Chapter 976: Yi Donglai

Although Li Huowang had always been reluctant to involve Yi Donglai, given Yi Donglai's past kindness to him.

However, under the current circumstances, he couldn't afford to be so considerate. After all, if they failed, he wouldn't fare well either. Furthermore, he believed Yi Donglai would surely help once he understood the situation.

Having made up his mind, Li Huowang immediately stood up. He first told Zhao Shuangdian, "As soon as there's any news about Zuo Qiuyong, let me know immediately." With that, Li Huowang headed towards the underground garage.

Just as Yang Na followed close behind, Qing Wanglai called out to him. "Where are you going?"

"What else? Of course, I'm going to White Tower Prison to find Yi Donglai. Once I bring him here, you can explain everything clearly."

"How will you get there?"

"By motorcycle."

"You plan to ride a motorcycle with one hand?" Qing Wanglai pointed to Li Huowang's bandaged broken hand.

"Forget it, let me help you with this." Sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, Qing Wanglai pulled out a phone from his pocket and started dialing.

As Yang Na worriedly held his arm, Li Huowang whispered a few comforting words, signaling her not to worry. Then, he heard Qing Wanglai begin to speak.

"Hello? Leader, hello, hello. Who am I? Oh, you forget easily, sir. I'm Cui Feng, yes, yes, that Cui Feng..."

Li Huowang frowned slightly, watching the scene unfold. It seemed Qing Wanglai intended to leverage his connections, though he wasn't sure if it would be effective.

After exchanging pleasantries on the phone for a while, Qing Wanglai hung up and then subtly tilted his chin towards Li Huowang. "Done. I've got Yi Donglai's home address."

"What's the point of me going to his house alone? I need him to see *you*! You need to explain to him that *he* exists!"

"We can go with you, but he can't come here."

"Why not?"

Qing Wanglai leaned back slightly into the sofa, saying meaningfully, "Yi Donglai can treat you. So, what kind of projection do you think he is?"

"Don't trust others too much. He might not be on our side."

"Yi Donglai? A projection?" Li Huowang shook his head. "He hasn't gotten involved, so perhaps he isn't a projection."

"No, everyone on Earth is a projection; some just haven't realized it yet. Do you know what I fear most? I fear that he is a projection of the rules themselves."

Hearing this, Li Huowang immediately understood. It seemed Qing Wanglai's worldview had some contradictions. He saw no need to argue about it. As long as Yi Donglai could be persuaded to treat him, everything else could wait.

"Alright, you're right about everything, but even if he is a projection of the rules, we still need to find him. Only he can fix my current problem. The next wave of attacks from Fuzhen Heaven could come at any moment. Let's go now!"

Soon, from the underground garage, Wu Qi's RV, Qing Wanglai's luxury car, and Zhao Shuangdian's car all drove out, heading towards Yi Donglai's residence.

Throughout the journey, Li Huowang constantly pondered in his mind how he should persuade Yi Donglai once they arrived, and what evidence he could use to convince him.

As Li Huowang was deep in thought, the three vehicles gradually pulled up at the entrance of a residential complex, Longhuwan Community.

"Building 16, Unit 2. He's on rotation today, so he should be home," Qing Wanglai stated Yi Donglai's exact address.

Wearing a hat and a mask, Li Huowang, shielded by the others, evaded the community's surveillance cameras and walked inside.

As everyone crowded in, the elevator became completely full. Li Huowang, with a grim expression, stood in a corner, shielding Yang Na with his bandaged hand.

"Their methods this time are indeed devious, but this also proves that everything you've done before was correct. That's why they're using various means to specifically target you," Zhao Shuangdian said. "But don't worry, we now understand your uniqueness, and we will also prioritize protecting you. You're not alone; we can help you overcome any trouble together."

Zhao Shuangdian's words did little to improve Li Huowang's mood. He looked at Zhao Shuangdian intently for a moment before shifting his gaze away. Zhao Shuangdian's attitude on the ship had made him distrust her. No matter how eloquent her words were, they were useless; what truly mattered was what a person did.

In contrast to Zhao Shuangdian's statements, Qing Wanglai's remarks were very direct.

"Don't worry, Li Huowang. You are a very useful tool for dealing with the projections of another entity. We can't let such a good tool break easily; we'll do our best to repair you."

Li Huowang looked at him and said mockingly, "Qing Wanglai, you're quite openly heartless." He truly couldn't understand. Zhuge Yuan was Qing Wanglai's "heart-bound" companion, so loyal and compassionate, yet Qing Wanglai himself was utterly ruthless. One was a true gentleman, the other a true scoundrel—a perfect pair of opposites.

With a "ding," the elevator doors opened, interrupting Li Huowang's thoughts. He stepped out of the elevator, led the group to Yi Donglai's door, and rang the doorbell.

When the door opened, Li Huowang saw Yi Donglai again, outside of the White Tower. In the past, Yi Donglai had always worn a white lab coat in front of him. Seeing Yi Donglai in casual clothes for the first time, Li Huowang found him strangely unfamiliar. The interior decor looked very simple, with a predominantly gray-blue color scheme. From the shoe rack by the door, it was clear that Yi Donglai was currently living alone.

"Li... Huowang?" Holding the doorknob with one hand, Yi Donglai stared in disbelief at the young man before him. A critical patient who had vanished from the hospital had somehow appeared at his doorstep.

"Dr. Yi, I need your help. My condition has relapsed, and I need your treatment," Li Huowang said sincerely.

Yi Donglai let out a wry chuckle. "So you know you're sick? And you know you need treatment? I thought you didn't." After speaking, he grabbed Li Huowang's hand, pulled out his phone, and began dialing. "Hello! It's me! Tell Old Yang to drive the hospital car and bring some people..."

Before Yi Donglai could finish, with a "snap," Qing Wanglai snatched his phone away. The others swarmed in, immediately beginning to check everything inside the house. Open computers and all electronic devices capable of communication were powered off. Everyone conducted a thorough inspection, not missing a single detail. Zhao Shuangdian even pulled out her laptop and began calculating something.

Meanwhile, Yi Donglai, sitting on the sofa, watched everything around him, his mind in turmoil for a long time.

Li Huowang handed a glass of water to Yi Donglai. After a few seconds of consideration, he pointed to Qing Wanglai. "Dr. Yi, look, this is Qing Wanglai, the graduate student I mentioned before."