The male supporting role was captured by the protagonist after his rebirth

The order in Blizzard City was still running as usual, people were busy with their own affairs, and it seemed that no one noticed the thrilling transaction that was happening in secret.

The streets in the city are still bustling, shops are open as usual, residents come and go, and everything looks so peaceful.

However, only the silent snowfield outside the city witnessed a vehicle from Shengjing area quietly leaving.

The car disappeared silently in the vast snow like a mysterious shadow, and the wind and snow smoothed out the ruts, as if it had never been there.

Back at Deng Garden, Zhang Yi tried to get more information about the transaction from Deng Shentong, but no matter how he asked, Deng Shentong remained tight-lipped and refused to reveal a single word.

He just looked at Zhang Yi with a smile, with an indescribable light flashing in his eyes, which made Zhang Yi feel very confused and helpless.

"Tell me, master, what did you exchange with Zhu Zheng?" Zhang Yi asked anxiously.

Deng Shentong shook his head gently and replied gently: "It's okay, it's not an important thing."

Zhang Yi was stunned and wanted to say something, but Deng Shentong interrupted him.

"Rather than that, you should take care of your wounds first. I've called a doctor."

Zhang Yi just remembered that he had been in the cell for quite a while, and his body was covered in dust and blood, and was extremely dirty.

He was still wearing Deng Shentong's spotless windbreaker, and he suddenly felt a little uneasy, so he quickly took it off and stammered, "I'll wash it and give it back to you."

Deng Shentong waved his hand and glanced at him calmly: "No need, I'll just change into a new one."

Zhang Yi pinched the white fabric and looked at the black marks left on it by his dirty fingers. He felt indescribably uncomfortable in his heart.

Deng Shentong has always liked cleanliness, so he would probably not want the clothes anymore if they were stained with dirt.

Deng Shentong seemed to see through his thoughts. He smiled brightly and narrowed his eyes: "Okay, don't think too much. Just take care of your injuries."

He waved his hand to call the maid, and immediately a nutritious meal was brought over and placed in front of Zhang Yi.

"The doctor will be here soon. You haven't eaten much these days, right? Eat something first to restore your strength."

The more meticulous Deng Shentong was with him, the more guilty Zhang Yi felt, as if a huge rock was pressing on his chest, making it hard for him to breathe.

He felt that he had let Deng Shentong down and had betrayed the other party's trust and care.

His heart felt like it had fallen into a sticky swamp, and it was aching dully. This feeling was unbearable for him. He didn't know how to face Deng Shentong, nor how to make up for his mistakes.

Not long ago, he was still doubting whether Deng Shentong would simply give up on him. After all, he had hurt Deng Shentong before, and the hurt was very deep and serious.

He thought Deng Shentong would hate him, take revenge on him, or even kill him.

However, the reality was that the person he had hurt once again saved him from danger, which made him feel extremely ashamed and self-blame.

He didn't know why Deng Shentong did this. Was it really because of love? But how could he believe it?

How dare he, how worthy is he to accept it?

Although Deng Shentong did not blame him for anything, every word of concern was like a slap in the face, causing him burning pain.

Zhang Yi felt that he was unworthy. Now that he had no special abilities, he was nothing.

He understood that Zhu was quietly competing with the Deng family, and not only could he not help, he even needed Deng Shentong to rescue him several times.

He felt a sour taste in his nose and even wanted to cry, but wouldn't that be even more cowardly?

Zhang Yi didn't dare to look up at Deng Shentong, for fear that he would be discovered.

He stopped talking and stuffed food into his mouth, as if this could help swallow his resentment.

Just at this moment, Deng Shentong came over, patted his back regardless of the dirt, and smiled: "Slow down, don't choke."

When Zhang Yi heard this, he tried hard to control his emotions, but tears still rolled back in his eyes, blurring his vision.

Zhang Yi knew that this was due to the inferiority and helplessness deep in his heart.

The once invincible Chaos has become a thing of the past. When he stood at the top, he was cold, cruel and extremely selfish.

But when he needed strength the most to protect his loved ones, he had nothing.

After his rebirth, he always felt that he was not good enough and not worthy of Deng Shentong, and now, this feeling is even stronger.

Zhang Yi held back her tears and continued to stuff food into her mouth, hoping to swallow all the grievances.

It would be great if he was still that powerful dual-time and space alien.

Tears welled up in his eyes. He had never wanted to be stronger so much, never.

……

Deng Shentong went out to take care of some business. Zhang Yi sat in the Deng family's medical room to be examined. He had already washed and changed into clean clothes, and his wounds had been treated.

It looked miserable, but in fact, they were just some minor injuries. After several treatments, he was almost fine except that he was still a little depressed.

However, at this moment, the old housekeeper beside Deng Yuanbo suddenly came to the infirmary and walked in front of Zhang Yi.

He looked Zhang Yi up and down and asked, "Are you Zhang Yi?"

"It's me." Zhang Yi nodded.

"Come with me, the master invites you." The butler said slowly, his tone clearly irresistible.

Zhang Yi frowned. He felt inexplicably nervous. Could it be that Deng Yuanbo discovered that he was interfering with Deng Shentong and decided to drive him away?

Zhang Yi followed the old housekeeper through the Deng family's courtyard, feeling uneasy. He didn't know why Deng Yuanbo wanted to see him, but his intuition told him that this meeting might not be simple.

They arrived at the main house of the Deng family. The old housekeeper motioned Zhang Yi to wait outside the door while he went in to report first.

Zhang Yi stood outside the door, looking at this magnificent building, with mixed feelings in his heart. He used to be Deng Shentong's right-hand man and a guest of honor in the Deng family, but now he felt like a criminal being judged.

Soon, the old housekeeper came out and signaled Zhang Yi that he could go in.

Zhang Yi took a deep breath, straightened his clothes, and then walked into Deng Yuanbo's study.

The study was decorated in an antique style, with the bookshelves filled with various ancient books. Behind a large mahogany desk sat an old man with a serious face.

Deng Yuanbo was looking down at a document and didn't seem to notice Zhang Yi's arrival.

Zhang Yi stood in front of the desk, waiting respectfully. After a moment, Deng Yuanbo raised his head and stared at Zhang Yi sharply.

"Are you Zhang Yi? Do you know why I called you here?" Deng Yuanbo's voice was low and powerful.

Zhang Yi's heart tightened, but he remained calm. "I don't know, please tell me, Mr. Deng."

Deng Yuanbo stood up and walked to the window, with his back to Zhang Yi. "I have heard a little about the relationship between you and my nephew Deng Shentong. He brought you back from the Password Bar and kept you as a servant in the yard."

Zhang Yi didn't say anything, just listened quietly.

"But you seem to have forgotten your identity and the kindness that the Avatar has shown you."

Deng Yuanbo turned around and stabbed Zhang Yi with his eyes like a knife. "Do you know what my Deng family paid to get a worthless servant like you back?!"

"Inhuman experiment data, a whole year's worth of experiment data! After countless failures, the Flower experiment is now close to maturity."

"Do you understand how adversely these things will affect your magical powers if they fall into Zhu Zheng's hands?"

Deng Yuanbo became a little agitated and stood up from his chair.

"It's not that Blizzard City can't have a second Ipsilon, but it must not be in Zhu Zheng's hands!"

Zhang Yi's heart sank when he thought of the experiments Zhu Zheng had conducted and the girl who was so close to Ipsilon.

"But," Deng Yuanbo changed the subject, "my nephew Deng Shentong chose you and even risked his life to rescue you. Do you know why?"

Zhang Yi shook his head. He really didn’t understand why Deng Shentong was so tolerant.

Deng Yuanbo sighed and his tone softened. "Because he saw your potential and your loyalty. He believes that you can become a pillar of the Deng family."

Zhang Yi was stunned for a moment. Is this really who he is now?

"I came to you today to tell you that you can enter the Deng family, and you can also continue to stay with Deng Shentong."

Deng Yuanbo continued, "But you must prove your worth and your loyalty to the Avatar."

Zhang Yi clenched the corner of his clothes, gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and answered firmly: "Mr. Deng, you don't have to tell me. I will also prove my loyalty with my life."

Deng Yuanbo shook his head: "With your current ability, you even need supernatural powers to protect you. What's the point of having a worthless life?"

Zhang Yi's heart skipped a beat and he lowered his head in shame.

Although Deng Yuanbo's words were a bit harsh, every word was true.

"But..." Deng Yuanbo changed the subject, "I do have a way to make you stronger, but it's very dangerous, and no one has ever succeeded."

A ray of fanaticism suddenly flashed in his old eyes, and he stared at Zhang Yi intently:

"Do you want to try it? For him."