The Female Lead Decides to Act Wickedly

Chapter 798 - 317 Phoenix Man Reborn (1)

"Duan Yong? Is it really you?"

Following the contact information provided by Yuan Hao, He Tiantian called the manager of that club’s branch.

As soon as the call connected, He Tiantian recognized a somewhat familiar voice.

Her brain had been developed extensively through the system’s Golden Finger and her own persistent training.

Memory, logical thinking, and more had all been significantly enhanced.

He Tiantian often traveled through novel worlds, sometimes spending centuries in them.

Each time she returned to the real world, she felt as if she were "in another era" with "fleeting memories."

But as she gradually adapted to this life of "interweaving reality and time-traveling," she devised her own unique memory techniques.

Her memory method was somewhat like a Memory Palace; she placed her real-world memories and emotions into a special space.

Upon returning to the real world, she would open this small space.

There might still be brief moments of confusion, but once she opened the room named "Reality," everything she experienced and everyone she met in the real world became vivid and fresh in her memory!

With such a memory method, He Tiantian clearly distinguished her own life from the many characters in the novel worlds.

Her memory didn’t get mixed up, and she didn’t forget minor details in reality or people who weren’t close just because of her missions.

For instance, the male voice she now heard on the phone was familiar, yet not an important figure from her memories.

However, with her exceptional memory, He Tiantian located related images of him in her Memory Palace—

At the back alley of County First Middle School, a proud Duan Nana, and a burly young man with a playful look in his eyes!

Almost in a flash, He Tiantian connected the voice to the person.

Duan Yong!

Yes, she must have heard correctly, the so-called branch manager on the other end of the phone was Duan Yong, the retired mercenary with whom she once had a minor conflict!

But how did he suddenly become the manager of an extreme sports club?

Wasn’t he running a boxing gym in the provincial city?

Yuan Hao had already explained, stating that although Duan Yong may have engaged in illegal activities abroad, he was quite honest domestically.

Running a boxing gym and participating in underground fights were on the edge of legality, but not overtly crossing the line.

The military had investigated thoroughly; the local police station had also conducted an in-depth investigation and found no definite legal violations by Duan Yong.

Not being a criminal doesn’t mean one isn’t bad; after all, the law is the bare minimum of morality.

But without solid evidence, the law couldn’t do much to someone like Duan Yong.

Thus, after the police station’s investigation found no major issues, they detained him for forty-eight hours and then released him.

Of course, while he was released, the authorities kept a close watch on Duan Yong.

Perhaps, Duan Yong intentionally moved to a small county, right to the doorstep of He Tiantian’s home, to start a club, which could be seen as walking into a trap.

As if saying, "Folks, aren’t you just afraid that I might harm this little lady, He Tiantian?

Let me stand right in front of her, completely exposed under your surveillance. Isn’t that open enough, laid-back enough?"

Maybe, through this incident, Duan Yong could even establish a connection with He Tiantian, who was not an easy figure to mess with.

"Student He has good ears!"

While He Tiantian was privately puzzled by Duan Yong’s appearance, Duan Yong was startled by her keen hearing and memory!

They had met only once, barely speaking a few words, no different from strangers met on the street.

And yet, through the phone, He Tiantian instantly recognized his identity.

Duan Yong couldn’t help but feel surprised and admiring.

He even silently marveled: It was no wonder she was highly regarded by the military; such keenness, such memory capacity, even he, a retired mercenary with reconnaissance skills, couldn’t match her.

Duan Yong clutched his phone tighter, uttering flattering words, but his mind was even more resolved.

"About the last incident, it’s all my fault. I was blind and offended you—"

Duan Yong kept a very low profile. Having been a mercenary abroad for several years, he knew all too well that "He who knows the times is a wise man."

Dignity and self-respect mean nothing when compared to living well!

Besides, among these people, it was always the strongest who commands respect.