The door creaked open.

The man who opened it was in his thirties, handsome, but with something unhinged and sinister about him.

Once the woman in white had stepped in, the man took a wary look outside and then shut the door.

The first thing she saw was a book lying open on the table in the middle of the room, covered in strange diagrams.

"Still studying these crooked arts?"

The man gave her a chilling smile. "Crooked or straight, any way that gets us back is a good way.

You, on the other hand... Ever since Ning Chen set his sights on you, it's been one setback after another, and the Myriad Nations Society has been gutted... Kang Baobao, don't you think you owe me an explanation?"

The woman in white was Kang Baobao.

And the man was Ye Xingjue, whom Ning Chen had been hunting all along.

"An explanation?" Kang Baobao said coldly. "If your men weren't all idiots who couldn't get the job done, if they'd managed to kill Ning Chen with that one shot, none of the rest of this would have happened."

Ye Xingjue sighed. "We're in the same boat. Let's not blame each other."

Kang Baobao's expression softened a little. "Still can't do it?"

Ye Xingjue shook his head. "Forget it. I've given up... I haven't tried again since that time with you didn't work.

It isn't physical, it's psychological. I still can't accept being in a man's body, and a man's body that was defective from birth, at that."

Kang Baobao squeezed her own breast. "And I still can't accept that I turned into a broad... Why are the two of us so damned unlucky?"

Ye Xingjue's voice was low. "As long as we can get back, none of this will matter... What I really can't figure out is whether Ning Chen is that man."

Kang Baobao said, "Probably not... If he were, we should have come to this world together.

Ning Chen crossed over like us, no question... But he came more than ten years after we did."

Ye Xingjue disagreed. "I…