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Wei Yi trembled all over, his eyes glaring at Chuzheng in shock and anger.

Chuzheng stood over there, her elegant indifference unchanged in her brows and eyes. Her gaze looked at him as if she were looking at an ant, with a dignified presence that terrified others.

Was this the woman he knew?

A person’s appearance can change, but could someone’s temperament undergo such a transformation in a short time?

Either she hid this side of herself before, or this person...

"Who are you!"

Wei Yi gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead.

"You stole my things and don’t even recognize who I am?" Chuzheng said coldly. "Even dementia isn’t as forgetful as you."

Wei Yi: "..."

Chuzheng was too lazy to waste words with Wei Yi: "Throw the item over."

Wei Yi trembled in pain; it wasn’t a pain from ordinary injury but one that made him almost lose feeling in his leg.

Wei Yi gritted his teeth and tossed the chain toward Chuzheng.

The chain wasn’t heavy; Wei Yi didn’t use much force, and it fell to the metallic ground after flying just over a meter.

Chuzheng hadn’t moved when the shelf next to her suddenly shifted toward her, squeezing her in the middle like a sandwich.

Wei Yi flicked his fingers, and the chain on the ground moved toward him.

It had been mentioned that the Space was currently under Wei Yi’s control. He only needed a thought to accomplish various things.

Wei Yi grabbed the chain and started running to the side.

Then a force from the chain pulled him back violently, almost making him fall, tearing at his leg wound, nearly killing him on the spot.

He held onto the chain, but the pendant pulled in another direction, as if invisible hands were competing with him for the chain.

Wei Yi tugged hard, and the other side followed suit.

He swallowed, feeling a tingling in his scalp.

He glanced at the shelves; two had closed together. If Chuzheng were still inside, she’d have been flattened.

These thoughts passed in an instant; he forcefully pulled the chain again, now using both hands to tug it toward him.

Chuzheng’s figure appeared on the other side of the shelves, swiftly heading toward him.

Wei Yi’s heart tightened, and he pulled harder, causing the chain to draw blood marks on his hand. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

Crack——

With a slight sound, Wei Yi suddenly fell backward.

His heart leaped with joy, and he rolled to hide behind a shelf, with a thought disappearing into the Space.

Chuzheng: "..."

He sure ran fast.

Chuzheng raised her hand, and the pendant floated up into her palm.

The chain and pendant had separated; now the chain was in Wei Yi’s possession.

Is this thing so flimsy?

A counterfeit, surely!

With the pendant back in Chuzheng’s hand, she felt her connection with the place becoming a bit clearer, but it was still not sufficient.

This situation definitely wasn’t ideal.

When an item splits into two halves, either both can’t be used, or they both function, albeit with weakened abilities.

Judging by her own feeling and Wei Yi’s escape speed just now, the item in hand was obviously functional, suggesting that... Wei Yi’s chain should also work.

It was uncertain whether the place could now be entered by both her and Wei Yi, or just by one.

Chuzheng calmly gripped the pendant and looked at the shrinking spectator nearby—Fan Lan.

She glanced at her own time; only twenty-eight hours remained... whether she could complete the transaction with just this pendant was uncertain.

"It’s okay now." Chuzheng approached Fan Lan: "Get up."

Fan Lan, hugging her head, trembled all over, scared like a quail.

Upon hearing Chuzheng’s voice, she cautiously peered outside, and after listening to the silence, she slowly released her grip on her head.

Who knew why she’d come to endure this?

Fan Lan clutched the adjacent shelf, attempting to rise, only to find her legs weak.

She simply sat down, looking up at Chuzheng somewhat embarrassedly.

"Who are you really? What is this place?"

When she initially trusted this girl’s strange words, she unwittingly followed her here.

Now, it nearly cost her life.

Just now, that was...

Can’t think about it; thinking makes breathing difficult.

"Time-Space Exchange," Chuzheng said. "Here, all your wishes can be fulfilled."

Fan Lan: "..."

It took Fan Lan a moment to digest this.

"Can I... become the world’s richest person?"

"No."

Fan Lan widened her eyes: "Didn’t you say all wishes?"

Chuzheng: "This isn’t a wish, it’s a delusion."

Fan Lan: "..."

People with such desires wouldn’t even be selected.

Is being the world’s richest person so easy?!?

Naive!

-

Fan Lan took a moment to understand the rules.

"So, as long as I pay a certain price, I can win back my husband, right?" though Fan Lan found this magical, given her current location, it was hard not to believe.

"Yes."

Fan Lan was excited yet anxious: "What price do I have to pay?"

Chuzheng led Fan Lan to another room. Following the original owner’s memories, she operated on a pure white control panel, and an image automatically projected in the air.

"This painting."

Fan Lan felt the painting was familiar, though she couldn’t recall where she had seen it.

"Exchange it for this." Chuzheng said. "Your time is limited; if you don’t bring the painting within ten hours, our transaction will terminate."

Her remaining time was limited, so correspondingly, Fan Lan’s time was also short.

As a result, Chuzheng arbitrarily set Fan Lan’s deadline.

Chuzheng pulled out the previous business card, its name now somehow changed to hers: "Once you have the painting, hold this card and think about coming here, and you’ll be able to enter."

Fan Lan wanted to ask more questions, but her surroundings swiftly changed, finding herself back in her own bedroom.

Fan Lan: "..."

She pinched herself hard.

"Ah!"

Crack——

The door opened, and a man entered with furrowed brows: "What’s wrong?"

Fan Lan had pinched herself so painfully that her eyes teared up.

The man seemed slightly wary, unsure of her intentions, but Fan Lan didn’t rush over as usual or throw a tantrum. Instead, she pushed him aside and ran out.

Man: "???"

Fan Lan remembered where she had seen that painting!

She attended an auction before, and when that painting was auctioned, nobody bid on it due to its lack of fame.

Three hours later, the man finished his nightly routine and lay in bed, puzzled why his wife hadn’t returned. Just as he considered calling her, a debit notification popped up on his phone.

Man: "..."

Did she run out at night to spend money?

Has she gone mad?