"Deputy Director Fang..." Dai Lin showed a profoundly grateful expression, "Thank you so much."
"Just call me Doctor Fang. I've told the people around me that there's no need to address me by my official title."
Then Fang Zhou reminded Dai Lin, "You must protect your friend. Sooner or later, people from the Demons Department will make their move on him."
Dai Lin's face showed a hint of confusion as he asked, "But, Doctor Fang, why do you still remember everything?"
Even Yin Wuque had lost his memory. Curiously, the members of the Han Ming Faction all retained theirs, which seemed abnormal.
"Because of Vice President Han?" Dai Lin started to realize that Han Ming also harbored many secrets.
Upon hearing this, Fang Zhou's mind returned to that meeting with Han Ming.
That somewhat hair-raising meeting.
The "Gift of Flesh" ritual of Han Ming.
"If you become my person, I will bestow flesh upon you."
Han Ming took out a scalpel.
"This is my favorite scalpel."
