The Peerless Beauty Stuck With Me

Mo Tizhun looked at Qin Sheng, then his expression turned somewhat strange.

"This sir, are you sure you're not here to joke with me?" Mo Tizhun asked.

"What do you mean?" Qin Sheng was taken aback.

"The owners of these two blood samples can't be linked by any stretch of the imagination; they simply have no relation at all. At first, I thought there was an issue with the test, so I did a thorough investigation, but the result of the investigation is: these two people are not related at all." Mo Tizhun said.

"Are you sure they are not related?" Qin Sheng's face looked extremely ugly.

"Absolutely unrelated, whichever bloodline identification expert comes the result would be the same. There's not the slightest connection, it's plain as the apprentice level." Mo Tizhun said arrogantly, trying his best to sound credible.

And Qin Sheng really believed it; he had to, because the one standing in front of him was Mo Tizhun.

That was a legendary figure in the circle of bloodline identification.

Even, if you told others that Mo Tizhun had conducted the identification, those people would not possibly take on the job.

No one wants to challenge the authority of Mo Tizhun.

Yes, Mo Tizhun was that formidable within the circle. Very few people would challenge his authority. To be precise, it's not that nobody has challenged him, but rather those who did have all failed.

So to say, Mo Tizhun's great reputation was hard-earned.

That man truly had genuine abilities.

"I see." Qin Sheng put down another Space Token containing five hundred thousand Spirit Stones, then without saying anything else, left directly.

Only Qin Sheng himself knew that the rage in his chest was nearly uncontrollable.

Qin Moyan actually wasn't his son, meaning he was sired by another man, and he himself was just a poor sap who was happy to play the father.

He had been raising someone else's son for decades for nothing.

...

After Qin Sheng left, Mo Tizhun began to tidy up his things, preparing to leave.

Just as he finished packing, Tang Rao arrived.

"Hehe, old Mo, did you do as I said?" Tang Rao asked.

Out of fear that Qin Sheng might notice something, Tang Rao had kept his distance, which was just right to also get some things done.

It just so happened that he saw Qin Sheng leaving as he came back, which was quite a coincidence.

"Of course, rest assured, that idiot Qin Sheng must have believed it completely. You didn't see it, his expression when I said the two blood samples were unrelated, it was epic." Mo Tizhun said with a grin.

"They really are unrelated." Tang Rao said.

"What?" Mo Tizhun was slightly stunned.

Tang Rao flipped the paternity test report in his hand, "I'm sorry to inform you that you bloodline analysts really can't preserve your jobs anymore, because the technology for identifying blood relations has been used on Blue Star for many years already. And with the development of super-technology, the current tests take very little time, less than half an hour."

Mo Tizhun looked at Tang Rao, his face a blank.

"Are you saying there are devices that can replace the bloodline analyst's testing?" Mo Tizhun asked.

"Yes." Tang Rao nodded, "And it's also extremely precise. People can lie, but technology won't. Moreover, the test doesn't need as much as a blood sample, just a strand of hair will do. I got the hairs of Qin Sheng and Qin Moyan, and the results are, the two of them really have no relation at all, what a big game it is!"

"No, I need to see that machine for myself, I don't believe it!" Mo Tizhun's eyes widened in disbelief.

The profession of bloodline verification has always been rare yet indispensable. Now you're telling me that technology can replace us, the bloodline verifiers? That's just absurd.

What kind of technology could possibly have such ability? It's impossible, absolutely impossible! To determine a blood relationship between two individuals requires a great deal of inference. Essentially, it's about deducing the mystical connections from a single point. It's miraculous and yet so ethereal.

And us, the bloodline verifiers, are the ones who can grasp this etherealness and draw conclusions.

"Fine, then go now. I have arranged everything over there; you can just head over," said Tang Rao. Although there were only a little over two hours left, it was enough for Tang Rao to accomplish many things.

For instance, finding the residences of Qin Sheng and Qin Moyan, and finding their hair.

Without any hesitation, Mo Tizhun stepped through the space rift opened up by Tang Rao.

It was only after Mo Tizhun had left that Tang Rao finally took a deep breath. To be honest, he was quite worried that Qin Sheng might resort to killing to silence others.

People of such caliber usually do not like others knowing their weaknesses.

Fortunately, Qin Sheng did not lay a hand on Mo Tizhun.

"Alright, time to watch the drama unfold," Tang Rao muttered, as he left for Mei Fanghua's residence.

He didn't know whether Qin Sheng would kill Mei Fanghua outright or not.

However, Tang Rao felt that was unlikely. Qin Sheng seemed to still have some feelings for Mei Fanghua; otherwise, he wouldn't have defended her against Jiang Guan.

Given the situation, Qin Sheng should probably abandon Mei Fanghua, but it wasn't to the point of killing her.

Qin Sheng reached Mei Fanghua's residence at the fastest speed possible.

The guards in the courtyard saw Qin Sheng and did not attempt to stop him.

In reality, they probably couldn't stop him even if they wanted to. That was the Soul Detention Pavilion Judge, a being of Half-step Great Perfection. Besides, Qin Sheng looked furious. Provoking him would simply be seeking death.

"Mei Fanghua!" Qin Sheng roared as he barged into Mei Fanghua's room.

Inside the room, Mei Fanghua stood up abruptly, looking at Qin Sheng with confusion.

"What… what's wrong?" Mei Fanghua swallowed nervously and asked.

"What's wrong? You've got some nerve to ask me what's wrong! You sure pulled one over on me, having me raise another's son for all these years, very clever indeed!" Qin Sheng raged.

Mei Fanghua was at a loss.

What does he mean 'having me raise another's son for all these years'? It was you who said Qin Moyan was your son.

What does it mean now?

"Do you really believe those wild rumors?" Mei Fanghua asked. Recently, the entire Blue Star had been swirling with gossip about Qin Moyan not being Qin Sheng's son. How could Qin Sheng believe that? Don't be so idiotic. It's clear that someone is setting us up.

"I went to Mo Tizhun, do you want to know what he said? Hmm?!" Qin Sheng narrowed his eyes, his anger nearly bursting at the seams.

Mei Fanghua was taken aback. Of course, she knew who Mo Tizhun was—a towering figure among bloodline verifiers.

Qin Sheng seeking Mo Tizhun out could only mean he wanted to verify his blood relationship with Qin Moyan.

"This can't be, it's impossible. Mo Tizhun must have made a mistake. Maybe he did it on purpose to harm us, to cause a rift between us!" At this moment, Mei Fanghua was quite smart, guessing much of the truth.

But unfortunately, she just didn't want to believe it.

"Still making up stories for me, damned liar. How did I, Qin Sheng, ever fall for a woman like you!" Qin Sheng's body trembled slightly, his murderous intent thick in the air.