The fortune telling was so accurate that I accidentally accumulated a huge amount of merit!

Chapter 289 No Successor

The two little paper figures, as if no one else was around, divided the rolled-up black mist bead equally; it was their snack.

Hearing the rustling sound, the little paper figures remembered that they hadn't finished their task yet.

When they turned their heads, they saw that everyone's eyes were fixed on them.

The little paper figure immediately covered its eyes in embarrassment, as if that way it wouldn't have to worry about being seen.

The head of the bodyguards, having breathed in fresh air again, stood directly in front of Dr. Yu and the others, gripping his gun tightly.

Fortunately, he had some sense and didn't point the gun directly at the paper figure; otherwise, he definitely would have beaten it up.

The bodyguard witnessed a real-life version of "burying one's head in the sand," and couldn't help but twitch his lips. Was this stupid thing really the same guy who was so imposing just now?
Moreover, if he wasn't mistaken before he nearly fainted, those two little paper figures must have flown out of the car.

Thinking back to the incident earlier in the day when the big dog barked wildly at the reception area, now he understood everything.

The big dog must have seen the two little paper figures, but they had already checked the car thoroughly and even watched the surveillance footage, yet they hadn't seen them.

A gentle breeze blew, and the night was already cold. They had almost lost everything because they hadn't even managed to splash a drop of water.

At that moment, everyone felt a chill run through their entire body.

Especially since these two little paper figures could talk, even though it seemed safe now, everyone present inexplicably started to get goosebumps.

The bodyguard couldn't help but swallow hard, facing off against the two little paper figures in front of him, who he couldn't tell were enemies or friends.

The little paper figure had recovered from its earlier embarrassment and lowered its hand from its eyes.

With a swift movement, he arrived at the spot where the car had overturned earlier. With a gentle push from one hand, the overturned car immediately righted itself.

At the same time, a loud bang was heard, and countless dust particles were even raised around it.

The little paper figures immediately darted back, looking somewhat disgusted; they were all clean and tidy little ones.

Dr. Yu, who was watching this scene quietly, was very shocked. The tiny paper figure, no bigger than the palm of his hand, was not only incredibly fast, but it could also shake such a large vehicle.

Although he had never been on good terms with anyone in the Xuanmen sect, it didn't mean he was unaware of it. However, as far as he knew, no one possessed such abilities.

As it stands, the little paper figure does not seem to have any ill intentions towards them.

Dr. Yu gently pushed aside the bodyguards blocking his way, even cracking his throat.

It seems they really treated the little paper figure with the cute, cuddly voice as a child.

"Excuse me, who are you...?"

The little paper figures' task is to protect Dr. Jade and prevent him from crying out, so they treat Dr. Jade quite well.

“Your master knows you are in danger and has sent us to protect you.”

Dr. Yu paused for a moment before continuing, "Who is your master?"

Doing good deeds anonymously is not Yunran's style, but considering that she has connections with Dr. Yu, the reason why she was given a special university admission spot was because of Principal Du's influence.

If she couldn't help, that would be fine, but if she could help, especially if it was to save someone's life, then she would definitely make Principal Du proud.

At least let others know that Principal Du's favor wasn't wasted, and that the person recommended won't make things difficult for others.

The little paper doll immediately replied as Yunran had instructed: "Go ask Principal Du, he knows."

After saying that, the little paper figure vanished in a flash. It was like someone staring at a mosquito, ready to swat it dead, only for the mosquito to suddenly disappear from sight.

The bodyguards inside the overturned car finally climbed out, having missed the little paper figure's earlier display of power.

Seeing his companions and the targets he was supposed to protect all staring blankly in one direction, he was also somewhat puzzled.

"Boss, what are you guys looking at?"

The head of the bodyguards looked at his companion climbing out of the car, blood still streaming down his forehead, and clearly had little inclination to recount what had happened.

"Treat the wound first, check the vehicle, and if there are no problems, leave as soon as possible!"

"Yes!"

With a command given, the others sprang into action, while Sun Qian, who had been knocked unconscious, was bound hand and foot and dragged directly to the last vehicle.

Dr. Yu's mind was filled with what the little paper doll had just said. If it weren't for the fact that it was the middle of the night, he would have called Principal Du directly to ask him.

The bodyguards carefully inspected the vehicles. Fortunately, these cars were custom-made; although there was some damage, it did not prevent them from being driven.

"Dr. Yu, is there anything else you need to tell us? If not, we'll continue our journey."

The bodyguard actually wanted to ask if these defenseless people were frightened and if they needed to rest.

But having just witnessed a master and apprentice turn against each other, as an outsider, he couldn't very well speak too bluntly and hurt their feelings; he understood this basic social etiquette.

Dr. Yu shook his head: "Let's leave here as soon as possible."

He wasn't sure if the little paper figure was still nearby, but this place wasn't exactly a good place, so it was better to leave as soon as possible to avoid any unforeseen complications.

Dr. Yu wasn't the only one with this idea; several of his students and other bodyguards also shared it.

However, no one said it out loud.

After the car door closed, several students in their late thirties and early forties looked at Dr. Yu with concern.

A sliver of innocent naiveté, untouched by the harsh realities of society, still lingered in his eyes: "Teacher, Senior Sister Sun, oh, no..."

The more anxious they were, the more likely they were to say the wrong thing. In the end, they all lowered their heads. Their professional abilities were beyond doubt, but their interpersonal skills were average.

Do you want to be in charge of the project independently?

Upon hearing this, the group shook their heads vigorously, almost turning their heads into rattles.

"Being in charge requires not only professional skills, but also the ability to coordinate. We are straightforward and not well-suited to dealing with those kinds of people."

Doing archaeology isn't just about burying your head in cool work.

Back then, several big shots in their industry were deceived and became accomplices to those who stole cultural relics from tombs.

If their abilities end up being used to help bad people, they would rather remain anonymous for the rest of their lives and just do their own thing.

Sun Qian is just too opinionated, which makes Dr. Yu afraid to let go of her, fearing that she might break the rules and go astray.

Dr. Yu looked at his few 'silly' students, who were too honest and would do whatever he was told.

He sighed immediately; he had no one to carry on his legacy.