Wen Nuan didn’t expect to run into the eighteen-years-ago Baili Wuchang and his two subordinates.
Wen Nuan looked between his Baili Wuchang and the one across from him, sighing, “They really are identical. There’s no way to tell them apart.”
It was a short eighteen years, so of course Baili Wuchang wouldn’t show any obvious signs of aging. The eighteen-years-ago Baili Wuchang and the present baili Wuchang didn’t have a single difference. If there was anything that might be different about them, it was probably just their life experience.
Baili Wuchang didn’t pause, continuing to carry Wen Nuan as he walked.
Wen Nuan was a bit hesitant. He clutched onto his half-eaten burger and murmured, “I don’t know why, but I have a bad feeling about this.”
Baili Wuchang’s temper, as Wen Nuan knew, was sometimes mensao, sometimes violent, and sometimes irritable.
One Baili Wuchang caused enough destruction. Most of the damage done to the Hell Chain Hotel was thanks to Baili Wuchang.
And now that there were two Baili Wuchangs together…
Wen Nuan raised his head at the sky, fearing that they might even rip a hole through the heavens.
Baili Wuchang and the eighteen-years-ago version of himself both reached the entrance of the Hell Chain Hotel.
The eighteen-years-ago Baili Wuchang wrinkled his brow at the other, as well as the Wen Nuan in his arms. “Who are you? Were you the one who took the kid away?”
“No, no, no; it wasn’t him. This is all a misunderstanding.” Wen Nuan quickly shook his head.
Previously, Wen Nuan followed the eighteen-years-ago Baili Wuchang into the school equipment room. He mysteriously encountered a shadow and was thrown back to his original world.
Since then, the eighteen-years-ago Baili Wuchang never saw Wen Nuan again. He only knew that Wen Nuan must’ve run into someone and was taken away.
Later, he took Heibai Wuchang to look for Wen Nuan for the whole day, but there was no trace of Wen Nuan.
Who would have expected that now, he would encounter Wen Nuan.
Of course, it was natural for the eighteen-years-ago Baili Wuchang to associate Baili Wuchang with the person who took Wen Nuan away.
With a sincere look on his face, Wen Nuan said, “It’s not him. He’s a good person. He didn’t kidnap me.”
Heibai Wuchang were dumbfounded. Bai Wuchang waved to Hei Wuchang, and Hei Wuchang immediately bent down so that Bai Wuchang could whisper to him.
Bai Wuchang whispered, “Xiao Hei, what’s going on now? Why are there two identical bosses? Is the one on the other side a fake?”
Hei Wuchang shook his head and said, “I don’t know.”
Bai Wuchang added, “He must be a fake, but why does the fake look so similar to the boss? Why can’t I see any flaws? It’s so strange. Someone dares to pretend to be our boss. The boss will definitely make him suffer a bitter lesson.”
As to why this world suddenly gained another Baili Wuchang, it was a long story. Wen Nuan didn’t know how to explain it to them. It couldn’t be explained in one or two sentences.
The eighteen-years-ago Baili Wuchang obviously doubted Nuan Nuan’s words. He frowned and said, “Kid, come here.”
“Are you telling me to come over?” Wen Nuan blinked his big eyes. Why?
Baili Wuchang hugged Wen Nuan and refused to put him on the ground. There was no way Wen Nuan could get there. Besides, Wen Nuan didn’t want to go over in the first place.
Originally, when Wen Nuan suddenly returned to eighteen years in the past, he hoped to find the eighteen-years-ago Baili Wuchang for help, but the experience was very excruciating. Now that Wen Nuan had Baili Wuchang from the present as a helper, he didn’t need the eighteen-years-ago Baili Wuchang.
Wen Nuan thought for a moment. “Well…I don’t need your help anymore. We have things to do. So…see you around?”
Baili Wuchang was very satisfied with Wen Nuan’s answer. He continued to carry Wen Nuan as he headed into the Hell Chain Hotel.
The eighteen-years-ago Baili Wuchang was angry. His brows were furrowed and his face darkened. His figure flickered, and his movements were as fast as a bolt of lightning as he instantly blocked the path in front of Baili Wuchang and Wen Nuan.
The eighteen-years-ago Baili Wuchang looked at Baili Wuchang and said expressionlessly, “You can’t leave. You’re suspicious.”
“Get out of the way.” Baili Wuchang had an equally expressionless face.
There was about four or five seconds of silence where nobody spoke.
Finally, Baili Wuchang took a step back, bending down to gently place Wen Nuan beside him. He whispered, “Don’t go anywhere.”
Wen Nuan felt uneasy. He grabbed Baili Wuchang’s pant leg and said, “What are you going to do? Don’t fight! If you have something to say, say it.”
Wen Nuan understood Baili Wuchang’s nature. This guest with a bad temper would definitely not solve a problem with words if he could solve it with his fists.
Baili Wuchang looked down at him helplessly. Wen Nuan’s hands were greasy after having eaten the burger, and now he had fingerprint stains on his pants…
We’re sorry for MTLers or people who like using reading mode, but our translations keep getting stolen by aggregators so we’re going to bring back the copy protection. If you need to MTL please retype the gibberish parts.
“Whoosh—”
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The eighteen-years-ago Baili Wuchang on the opposite side also disappeared. The two people clashed in a blood-red light like two shooting stars, violently colliding with each other with a “bang”.
Just as I thought…
They started fighting…
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Wen Nuan couldn’t see clearly who had the upper hand. He stood there with a headache, jumping up and down as he shouted, “Stop fighting, stop fighting! Stop it!”
Heibai Wuchang watched the fight next to him. At first, they were a little worried, but after a while, Bai Wuchang seemed to be entertained.
Bai Wuchang exclaimed, “This peak showdown is so awesome. The impostor is on par with our boss!”
“Xiao Hei, Xiao Hei, who do you think will win?”
“I think……”
Wen Nuan jumped up and down anxiously. It was as if he had become smaller and his voice had become softer. He shouted for a long time, but no one paid any attention to him. However, Wen Nuan felt that he could not stop and could only continue to shout.
“Baini Wuzang! Don’t fight!”
“Stop! Stop!!”
But nobody paid attention to Wen Nuan…
Wen Nuan gave up and changed approaches. He stepped back and yelled, “Even if you keep fighting, at least not the face!”
That’s right. If Baili Wuchang’s perfect, flawless, handsome face was injured, that would be a crime against humanity. Wen Nuan’s heart would ache for days if it happened.
It was as if Wen Nuan had a crow’s mouth. The moment he finished speaking, there were two “hiss” sounds in unison, and the two Baili Wuchangs finally separated.
Wen Nuan took a closer look. When Baili Wuchang returned to his side, his face was bleeding. There was a gash on the side of his cheek where beads of blood rolled down.
“Yah! I thought we agreed not to hit the face!”
Wen Nuan ran over in a hurry, tossing the burger and water bottle in his hands to the ground. Baili Wuchang’s face was injured, and his heart ached.
Wen Nuan was furious. He pointed to the eighteen-years-ago Baili Wuchang and said angrily, “How dare you hit his face. He’s even bleeding. It might scar.”
He spoke and looked up at the eighteen-years-ago Baili Wuchang, who had a bloody gash on his cheek in the exact same location. The two were indeed identical.
Wen Nuan: “…”
Double the heartache…
Wen Nuan anxiously hugged Baili Wuchang’s leg like a clothes hanger, unwilling to let go. “You’re not allowed to fight anymore! You’re bleeding! If you keep fighting, you really will leave scars.”
Baili Wuchang raised a hand to rub the wound on his cheek and let out another “hiss” that didn’t hold a lot of sincerity.
When Wen Nuan heard him, his little face scrunched up, looking aggrieved.
Baili Wuchang stiffly drew his lips into a line, afraid that he would laugh.
Wen Nuan looked up at him. “It’s bleeding. I’ll go in and find a bandaid. The hotel front desk should have some.”
With a deadpan look on his face, Baili Wuchang said, “No need. If you blow on it for me, it’ll go away.”
“Liar.” Wen Nuan gave Baili Wuchang a look. “No way. Don’t treat me like I’m actually three.”
Baili Wuchang said sincerely, “Why would I lie to you? I’ve never lied.”
Perhaps it was because Baili Wuchang seemed too righteous, Wen Nuan started to doubt his own IQ.
Baili Wuchang picked Wen Nuan back up again, letting him sit in the crook of his arm. That way, Wen Nuan was tall enough to reach Baili Wuchang’s face.
As Wen Nuan got close to Baili Wuchang’s injury, his heart ached even more.
Wen Nuan’s heart was swayed. Should I just blow on it? It’s just a breath of air, after all. If nothing gained, at least nothing lost.
Baili Wuchang watched him hesitate. He pointed a finger at his cheek and said in as few words as possible, “Hurts. Blow.”
“It’s bleeding, don’t touch it!” Wen Nuan disdainfully pushed his hand away, forbidding him from touching the site.
He put his own hands on Baili Wuchang’s face and let out a “hoo”, blowing out some air.
Baili Wuchang finally couldn’t control his mouth, the corners rising a barely distinguishable amount.
“Wah, did it really get better?”
After Wen Nuan finished, he didn’t expect that Baili Wuchang wasn’t lying. The flesh on his face really healed. Wen Nuan finished speaking and looked again. Baili Wuchang’s face had no trace of an injury, not even a scar.
Of course, it wasn’t due to Wen Nuan’s breath that the injury healed. It was Baili Wuchang using his spiritual powers to heal himself. In the end, he was a liar.
On the other side, Bai Wuchang was dumbfounded. What was his boss doing? Why did he feel like he was acting coquettishly? He was indeed an impostor. Their boss would never act like a spoiled brat.
The eighteen-years-ago Baili Wuchang watched their interaction with his brows furrowed.
Wen Nuan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Baili Wuchang’s injury was healed. Then, he thought of something. He reached out and started to rummage around Baili Wuchang’s chest.
Baili Wuchang’s eyebrow twitched. “What are you doing?”
With quick hands and eyes, Wen Nuan fished out a work permit from Baili Wuchang’s front shirt pocket.
Wen Nuan held the work permit up and said to the eighteen-years-ago Baili Wuchang, “Look! These are documents. We’re here on business.”
At the end of the day, Wen Nuan’s approach was more tactful as he used Baili Wuchang’s work permit as proof.
It clearly said Baili Wuchang, direct subordinate of the highest level of Hell’s ghost department, as well as an expiration date on the work permit.
This way, Wen Nuan could prove who Baili Wuchang was and when he had came from.
“Yi?” Bai Wuchang took the work permit, checking it repeatedly. “It’s real, but why is the date from eighteen years later?”
Hei Wuchang also checked it once through. “It’s true.”
Baili Wuchang said indifferently, “I used my spiritual power to turn back time eighteen years. I came here on business.”
The ghost envoys of the Underworld have to face all kinds of strange cases every day. Case records have also recorded precedents of using time to go back to the past and investigate the whole story of the case.
Bai Wuchang came to an understanding. “So that’s it. Does that mean you’re also our boss? No wonder you two are exactly the same. You’re the same person.”
The eighteen-years-ago Baili Wuchang took the work permit. He frowned at it, saying nothing. Fortunately, there was no further fight between the Baili Wuchangs.
Baili Wuchang took his permit back and sneered coldly. He didn’t say much, and his words carried a biting tone. “Things are just as such. I didn’t expect you all to be ignorant enough to not even have taken this into consideration.”
“Hey—”
Wen Nuan grabbed Baili Wuchang and whispered in his ear, “Guest, be merciful. That’s you from eighteen years ago. You’re just scolding yourself.”
Baili Wuchang didn’t care. He said lightly, “I don’t care who it is. If they want to take you away, I won’t let them.”
After the fight, the two groups finally reconciled and entered the Hell Chain Hotel together.
Unfortunately, Fan Liangda worked the earlier shift today and wasn’t here. They didn’t know where he was at the moment, and they didn’t see him around.
Baili Wuchang booked a room and went upstairs with Wen Nuan in his arms. He placed him on the bed and said, “Children should go to bed early, or else they won’t grow taller.”
Wen Nuan stomped his feet angrily. “My height is standard.”
As he spoke, his stomach growled in dissatisfaction again.
Baili Wuchang looked at him curiously. “You just ate. Why is your stomach still growling?”
Speaking of this, Wen Nuan felt frustrated. “I only took a few bites of my burger because someone got into a fight, so I dropped it on the ground in a hurry! I wasn’t full at all.”
The corners of Baili Wuchang’s mouth raised. “Then wait a moment. I’ll go to the restaurant to buy you something to eat.”
“Mm, mm!” Wen Nuan nodded his head as if he was pounding garlic. “I want filling dishes! Something with meat.”
Baili Wuchang looked at Wen Nuan’s look of expectation. He told him not to leave the room, and then he left.
Wen Nuan was tuckered out after a whole day and had no energy to go out in the first place. He just wanted to eat, then rest in preparation for tomorrow. They would continue on the move tomorrow.
To be on the safe side, when Baili Wuchang left, he still set up a barrier to prevent anyone except himself from entering or leaving the room.
As soon as Baili Wuchang went out, he saw a tall figure standing outside the door.
It was the version of him from eighteen years ago.
Baili Wuchang gazed fixedly at his other self, but he had no intention of stopping to chat.
“Wait a minute.” The eighteen-years-ago Baili Wuchang took the initiative and said, “I have a question to ask you.”
To be precise, he had a question that he wanted to ask himself eighteen years from now.
Baili Wuchang stood still and looked at “himself” expressionlessly.
The eighteen-years-ago Baili Wuchang asked, “I want to know, have you…found Master?”
…
Wen Nuan waited and waited for Baili Wuchang until he started to feel drowsy. His head drooped little by little, and he almost fell asleep.
He looked up at the clock. Ten minutes had passed since Baili Wuchang left. He didn’t know how much longer it would take.
“Ka-chak—”
The door opened, and Wen Nuan immediately jumped out of bed with shining eyes.
Baili Wuchang opened the door and walked in. He was greeted by Wen Nuan, who said expectantly, “You’re back. What did you buy? I’m so hungry!”
Yi?
After Wen Nuan finished speaking, he noticed that Baili Wuchang was empty-handed and had bought nothing.
Wen Nuan touched his empty belly and said, “How could…”
Before he finished speaking, Baili Wuchang suddenly strode forward, knelt on one knee in front of Wen Nuan, and spread his arms to hold Wen Nuan in his embrace.
Wen Nuan was stunned. He awkwardly patted Baili Wuchang’s back twice, and said, “Guest? Are you possessed? What’s going on?”
Baili Wuchang didn’t reply. He kept holding him. His rough voice whispered, “I’m sorry…”
“What?” Wen Nuan was utterly befuddled, his brain not big enough to compute what was going on. Did Baili Wuchang get possessed by a ghost just after going out?
Wait…
Wen Nuan’s eyes widened. Is the one holding me not Baili Wuchang?
Or more like, is this the eighteen-years-ago Baili Wuchang?
Wen Nuan patted Baili Wuchang’s back again, hoping that he would let go. He asked slowly, “Um, may I be so presumptuous as to ask, are you the eighteen-years-ago Baili Wuchang, or the guest from eighteen years later?”
“Whoosh—”
The man holding Wen Nuan didn’t have time to answer before a chill pierced through the air, as if a sharp blade had come near him.
Baili Wuchang, who was hugging Wen Nuan, had to let go of him and immediately took a few steps back to avoid the sharp blade.
Wen Nuan took another look, and the door had been opened again. Sure enough, there was Baili Wuchang at the door. This Baili Wuchang was carrying takeout in his hand. This was the Baili Wuchang from eighteen years later.
Wen Nuan looked at both Baili Wuchangs inside the room. One had an expressionless face while the other’s expression was as cold as ice. Regardless, both of their gazes were quite unfriendly.
Wen Nuan’s heart jumped. He subconsciously raised his hands and shouted, “Don’t fight!”
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Lord Baili: Do you like me from eighteen years ago, or me eighteen years later?
Wen-Little-Nuan: … (Psychological activity: If I like both, will I lose twice the amount of lives???)
Baili Wuchang doesn’t even want to share Wen Nuan with himself. 😂
Thanks for the chapter!
Aiya, jealous of himself 🤣🤣
Poor Wen-litle-Nuan must stop these two big children from fighting!
Lmao getting that question thrown right back at ya, wen nuan XD