He repeatedly reminded Nan Yan, making it clear that she should deeply remember that he and Wen Heng were intertwined; hurting him would cause Wen Heng equal pain.
Although Wen Heng couldn't sense pain in his consciousness, if this body died, his consciousness within it would also dissipate.
"I won't kill you," Nan Yan said indifferently. "I'll extract you from Wen Heng's body and then finish you off."
"Haha..." Nolan laughed hoarsely as if he found something amusing, but the laughter tugged at his throat, causing him to stop abruptly due to the pain. Then, he stared at Nan Yan gloomily and said coldly, "You don't have the ability."
"Whether I have the ability or not, I need to try it out first," Nan Yan replied lazily, uninterested in wasting any more time here.
She was planning to go to the Imperial University, as the new term was about to start, to talk to Dean Zong Jinqi about the research on genetic potions.
