Chapter 381: The Traitor Turns Out to Be Me? A Raccoon Swaps the Crown Prince!

"I'm sorry…"

On one side are family, on the other side a lover.

She finds it hard to choose, and has no choice.

Lin Yang stared at her pretty face, and the anger in his heart surprisingly faded a lot.

It wasn't because of her honesty, but because he suddenly saw the truth.

He recalled Su Yang's words—"You are just a player, that's all."

He has no need to give his true heart, let alone throw everything away for a marriage certificate.

"No wonder Zhao Xian looked at me that way today; turns out the traitor is myself," Lin Yang said with a self‑deprecating laugh.

He now finally understands why Feng Yan did that.

He also finally grasps why Su Yang's route that night was learned in advance by people from Donghai Hall.

The mastermind behind all this turned out to be himself.

Thinking of Su Yang sacrificing himself to bring peace to the Six Realms made Lin Yang's heart ache.

His gaze was filled with shame and self‑blame.

"Enough, it's all my own fault," Lin Yang said softly.

"Husband, don't say that, it's all my fault," Yan Dongyun kept shaking her head.

"Did you ever think that even if you followed their Finger, Donghai Hall wouldn't let you go, nor your family?" Lin Yang asked.

At that moment his expression was unnervingly calm.

Yan Dongyun had long prepared to endure scolding, but she didn't expect the other side not only not to blame her, but to speak so gently.

"I have thought about it, but I don't know what to do."

"If you become an accomplice, you'll never have Liberation from Donghai Hall; once they wipe out your family, your father, your brother, and even me will have to die!" Lin Yang said.

What?!

So serious?

Yan Dongyun's pretty face suddenly turned pale; she had only regarded it as a low‑key tactic in a rivalry between two factions.

She never imagined it would cause such severe consequences.

"Even if you succeed, Donghai Hall will still not let you go; don't you understand their style? Their wolf‑child ambition will only gradually drain your usefulness," Lin Yang turned to look at her.

"Then... what do we do now?" Yan Dongyun was completely at a loss, her mind scattered.

"Stay right here, don't go anywhere, and wait for Donghai Hall's move," Lin Yang said.

"What about you?"

"It's a perfect chance for a raccoon to swap the crown prince; they're this 'enthusiastic', they can't just lose face, can they?" Lin Yang sneered repeatedly.

Yan Dongyun looked at the person beside the pillow and suddenly felt utterly unfamiliar.

She suddenly regretted taking on this Task.

Soon after, a commotion erupted from downstairs.

Accompanied by screams and cries, it finally alerted the Search Army on the fourth floor.

"Send two people to see what's happening," A Long said.

After a while, the Search Army tasked with checking returned and reported, "There's a disturbance below, and the crowd is sizable."

"What caused it?"

"It seems a doctor's surgery crippled his mother, and now they're demanding an explanation."

"What about the brothers below? No care?"

"They were beaten too..."

A Long's eyes widened, "Damn, a bunch of obstinate citizens."

Then he ordered his men to guard the door and led a few brothers, swaggering, downwards.

Lin Yang quietly opened the door and glanced into the corridor.

He found that more than twenty Search Army troops were still stationed.

"Does Donghai Hall operate like this? Does he expect you to charge straight in?" Lin Yang muttered.

"Is the situation that bad?" Yan Dongyun asked curiously.

"A bunch of idiots..."

Lin Yang had originally prepared a meticulous plan, letting the raccoon crawl from outside to the fourth floor while he provided support outside.

Now Donghai Hall is meddling, so he has to revise the plan.

But this is also a great thing, since it not only avoids self‑inflicted trouble but also raises the chance of success.

Only…

From their behavior, Donghai Hall's people truly are a bunch of deadweights.

They can't even appear on the stage.

Lin Yang intends to go with the plan and wait for the chance to act.

He knows Su Yang will certainly be unable to wait any longer to step out and breathe fresh air.

The ball is imminent; if he doesn't come out now, he'll miss the entrance time.

Just as Lin Yang was burning with impatience, a crowd suddenly surged onto the fourth floor of the infirmary, shouting for the 'murderer' to be handed over!

"How audacious! You dare intrude on the Search Army's stronghold, you've gone against heaven!"

"Damn the Search Army, my mother and I were crippled by you; if you don't give an explanation today, I'm going to fight you!"

After speaking, the crowd suddenly clashed with the Search Army.

They brandished sticks, smashing anyone they saw, even the passing nurses were not spared.

The Search Army, seeing the scene, grew furious and surged forward to chastise the troublemaker.

Thus, both sides clashed into a tangle, and the entire corridor descended into chaos.

Lin Yang timed it, put on a mask, and helped Li Shan crawl out through the window.

The two stepped on the protruding part of the wall and felt their way forward cautiously.

The foothold was only two centimeters wide, so they had to cling to the window and tiptoe forward.

Lin Yang was already quite experienced; he had done this back when he was the ghost in the second Death Game.

But Li Shan was terrified, looked down at his feet, and his legs trembled with fear.

"Don't look down; if you fall later, don't blame me for not warning you," Lin Yang said gravely.

"Yang Ge, I can't move…" Li Shan tried hard to will away his fear, but it helped little.

"Useless thing, when I sent you to flatter the rich lady, why is your Gallbladder so small now?" Lin Yang snarled.

"Using the Mouth and using the Foot, can they be the same?" Li Shan's voice trembled.

"You Duck Token makers, your Gallbladder is smaller than a needle tip," Lin Yang said, reaching toward him and pursing his Mouth to signal:

"Come up!"

"Huh?" Li Shan was startled.

"Climb onto my back, no stalling, there's no time!" Lin Yang urged.

"Oh…" Li Shan shakily climbed onto Lin Yang's back, gripping his neck tightly.

"Are you trying to strangle me? Grab my Shoulder!" Lin Yang's face turned a bruised purple.

Thus, he quickened his steps, reached the window of Room 406, opened it, and leapt inside.

Hearing the noise, Su Yang opened his eyes, a hint of Smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"You finally came."

"The Donghai Hall group is also here; they plan to mess with you tonight," Lin Yang said, removing the breathing mask and the needle from his hand.

"Is that so? No wonder it's so lively outside," Su Yang took off his patient gown and swapped it for Li Shan's Nightwalker clothes.

"It seems they bought the drugs from the Black Market, intending to make you sleep forever," Lin Yang said, pulling out the syringe during Su Yang's costume change.

"It seems they can't guarantee the ownership of the firearms either," Su Yang smiled faintly.

After the swap, Lin Yang took a powder puff and brushed it onto Li Shan's face.

He looked at the familiar pale face before him and nodded in satisfaction.

"Perfect!"

Then Li Shan lay on the hospital bed, put the breathing mask back on and inserted the needle.

A perfect replica of "Su Yang" was completed.

"The Wind Hall Master is waiting at the hospital entrance; let's go," Lin Yang urged.

"Wait, one final step remains," a flash of brilliance crossed Su Yang's eyes.

Without waiting for Lin Yang to ask, he saw him insert the weapon prepared by Donghai Hall into Li Shan's arm.

Under his incredulous gaze, Su Yang slowly injected the Liquid.

"You…" Li Shan's pupils suddenly contracted, and he thrashed wildly, Crazy.

But under Su Yang's control, he had no way out.

"Shh—"

"Obey, just take a nap."