Chapter 285: Ruan Ziliang's True Identity! Cat-and-Mouse Game!

From the two pages of diary Su Yang obtained.

This person naturally survived and smoothly succeeded to the original position.

"No wonder he spared no effort in the rescue work," Su Yang felt slightly heavy‑hearted after learning the whole story.

All of this is Zhang Hong's Desire at work.

As the saying goes, one lie needs more lies to round it out.

Doing evil works the same way.

Since he chose to take this step, for his position and the hard‑to‑let‑go power, he will inevitably devise ways to shut his mouth.

At any cost.

Even if the price is the lives of students.

How ironic? As the head of a school who teaches and nurtures, yet he extends a demonic hand toward the students.

And these innocent students still die in an inexplicable way.

They have been defamed by a rumor for a hundred years.

For a hundred years they have been despised and feared.

People, unable to avoid, regard these restless souls as evil.

Yet today, a hundred years later, Fire breaks out again, and the so‑called disaster personally rescues them from the blaze.

"Zhang Hong? Did he die or not?" Li Zhangge asked impatiently.

Lai Siyao shook her head, "He not only didn't die, but also retired smoothly and enjoys his old age peacefully."

"Damn it, what the heck are these reviewers doing?" Li Zhangge raged.

"Good people don't live long; calamities linger for a thousand years," Qin Weiyang echoed.

"No wonder the strange object hates students who break school rules so much; they have endured many injustices, so they despise all shady methods," Su Yang realized.

At that moment, Su Yang suddenly thought of something and asked, "Are the two Burial Coffins those of Ye Wanjun and Lin Siying?"

"No," Lai Siyao shook her head.

"Then who are they?"

"The other two persecuted female students; Ye Wanjun is not the only victim,"

There are even more?

But on second thought, it fits Zhang Hong's lecherous character.

How could he only act against one person? There must be even more disgusting schemes behind, causing such fear.

"Where did those two bodies go?" Li Zhangge asked curiously.

"I don't know; the diary doesn't mention it."

Su Yang rubbed his chin, continuously sorting the clues in his mind.

From Lai Siyao's statement, it can be confirmed that the strange object's former form must have been human.

But Zhang Hong didn't die, so he cannot meet the condition to shapeshift into the 'Faceless One'.

"By the way, Zhang Hong has a child who took the mother's surname," Lai Siyao added.

"Is he a son‑in‑law?" Su Yang asked curiously.

"Yes, the woman's family has great energy; that's why he could assume this position at forty," Lai Siyao nodded.

With that, the plot becomes much simpler.

A person with strong self‑esteem, for his official career, would discard his own surname to become a son‑in‑law.

Over time, his mind becomes twisted, so he extends a demonic hand toward the students.

Thus he gains a sense of satisfaction and dignity.

"Also… his wife's surname is Ruan," Lai Siyao said.

Hm?

Su Yang suddenly froze, looked at Ruan Ziliang's corpse, and his Pupil contracted sharply.

Bloodline connection?

"So that's it…"

Right, all correct.

Everything now makes sense.

Ruan Ziliang's appearance was by no means accidental, but a deliberate arrangement.

On the surface he is just a Normal person, but secretly hides this layer of identity.

His ancestors indeed have no relation to Wei Zeming.

But he is a descendant of Zhang Hong.

The door that requires a Sacrifice is not a person linked by blood to Wei Zeming, but Zhang Hong!

"The question is, Tang Hui knows he is a key figure, so why did he still place him by our side?" Qin Weiyang asked, puzzled.

"Going against the grain, precisely because he is crucial, he was deliberately placed in the most conspicuous spot," Su Yang hoisted the corpse onto his Shoulder.

"There is a second possibility: he did it on purpose, aiming to let us step into the final stage."

The next moment, a howling dark wind grew stronger, blowing several people's hair into a mess.

Su Yang stared toward the Lecture Hall, speaking slowly, "Regardless of his purpose, we must go through this stage."

"But the Treasure is gone; what would we go there for?" Lai Siyao asked.

"The Treasure is merely not in the Passage; that doesn't mean it's not in the school," a flash of brilliance flickered in Su Yang's eyes.

"You intend…" Qin Weiyang's eyes lit up.

"He wants to kill to extend his life, so he must exchange the Treasure!"

When those words were spoken, the few of them instantly felt as if clouds were cleared, and their thoughts instantly became clear.

"Interesting, it looks like the Hidden Achievement is already quite clear," Li Zhangge said, with his Mouth corner slightly up.

With this temptation ahead, Liao Chen would certainly not miss it.

Similarly, Tang Hui, whose points are now zero, would not want to put himself in danger.

"Let's go, it's time for the Cat and Mouse Game to change positions," Su Yang said, striding out.

Li Zhangge and Lai Siyao exchanged glances, a Radiance of relief flashing in their eyes.

Su Yang suddenly turned back and asked, "How did the matter you handled last time turn out?"

"All set," Lai Siyao said, pulling a small Bottle from her pocket.

Su Yang reached out, took it, opened the cap, glanced at the contents, and nodded in satisfaction.

All is ready, only lacking the East Wind Tile.

…

The gale howled, and the dark river surged.

Even in the underground Passage, one could feel the huge uproar generated by their rampage.

Tang Hui and Liao Chen arrived early, using their Innate Talent to set an ambush inside the final stage.

Torches lit the surroundings, the illumination bright, making the huge area as bright as day.

Grave mounds covered the ground, desolate as a desert.

Having been deprived of sunlight for years, the grassland had long vanished, leaving only the soil nourished by the dark river.

On the earthen slope stood a Tombstone, dense as an ant hill.

After waiting for a long time, Liao Chen couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

It was still his first time entering the underground Passage.

Upon arrival, he saw such a spectacular and eerie sight; a cold wind blew, and his hair stood on end.

He rubbed his arms and couldn't help but ask, "Are you sure they'll come?"

"They will," Tang Hui said confidently, "I know Su Yang's ways."

"Knowing there's no Treasure yet still entering the challenge? As far as I know, they're not stupid."

"Fools wouldn't come, only the clever would."

Liao Chen looked at the wild, crazy face before him, his Brow tightly knit.

In his view, Tang Hui was more dangerous than Su Yang and the other three combined.

This person doesn't play by the rules; whatever he thinks of, he does, and his methods are ruthless.

Fortunately he isn't an opponent, otherwise he would surely be drenched in blood.

Thinking of that, Liao Chen felt a slight relief.

Boom!

At that moment, a sudden noise came from behind the door.

Tang Hui exclaimed excitedly, "They're here!"

As the great door slowly opened, five Silhouettes suddenly came into view.

No surprise at the arrivals—they were Su Yang's party.

"One more person?" Liao Chen's face showed puzzlement.

As far as he knew, Dong Ya was already dead.

Who was the fifth person?

As the group stepped onto the soft mud, Tang Hui sprang forward, brandishing the Small Knife straight at Su Yang's Neck!

"Su Yang, submit to death!"

"A dog can't change its habit of eating shit."

Qin Weiyang had foreseen it, leapt into the air and delivered a fierce kick to his chest, sending him flying outward.

Tang Hui, like a kite with its line cut, slammed hard into a Tombstone, his face showing no pain at all, only greater excitement.

"That's the familiar feeling."

"Welcome to the burial mound…"

"Dear treasure seekers."