"Beautiful lady, are you sure you're not mistaken? I'm really not Chen Junheng, your fiancé. While I'm tempted to play along with this misunderstanding and trick you into my arms—after all, your beauty is stunning, and I'm completely smitten—I, Zhang Bin, am a proud man. I'd never stoop to such methods to win a woman over. If I'm going to have you, I'll do it my own way," Zhang Bin said, stopping abruptly with a wicked smile.

"Chen Junheng, I'd recognize you even if you were burned to ashes, so stop denying it," Lin Youlan said, opening her lovely eyes with a pout. "Why are you avoiding me? Do you think I'm some kind of awful woman?"

"How did I suddenly turn into someone else? I'm telling you, my name is Zhang Bin, not some Chen Junheng." Zhang Bin's face hardened as he feigned displeasure.

"There may be many geniuses in this world, but there's only one like Chen Junheng. It's impossible for there to be two," Lin Youlan said. "I never imagined that in the six months since we parted, you would progress so quickly. Your painting skills have already broken through the limits of the Grandmaster Realm and are touching the edge of Simulacrum. That's truly worthy of celebration."

"Miss, you really have the wrong person. I'm not him. It took me five years to break through to the Grandmaster Realm, not less than six months," Zhang Bin said.

"You're the same height, have the same aura, and the same roguish, cocky attitude. You're equally skilled in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. You're also a Cultivator... There are just too many similarities," Lin Youlan said with another pout. "It's useless to deny it because my heart is set on you. Whether you admit it or not, I'm your woman, and I'll be living here from now on..."

Zhang Bin decided to get handsy.

"No, let me go...!"

"Didn't you say you were my woman? That we have a marriage arrangement? How could you say no?" Zhang Bin taunted with a wicked smile. "From today on, you belong to me."

"I... I may have the wrong person." Having never encountered such a scoundrel before, Lin Youlan was forced to change her tune.

"Only now you realize you've made a mistake? Let me tell you, it's too late. The arrow has been nocked, and it must be fired," Zhang Bin said, his smile growing even more smug and wicked.

"Lord Specter, are you not going to show yourself?"

The moment her voice faded, a black-clad, masked man appeared in the room like a phantom. His hands were clasped behind his back, and his eyes shot an ice-cold glare at Zhang Bin's face. "Young man, haven't you gone a bit too far?"

Zhang Bin was so startled the color drained from his face. He'd never dreamed such a terrifying person existed in the world—someone who could sneak into his room so silently, completely undetected. Even when he used his Divine Sense to scan the area, he couldn't perceive the man's presence at all. It was as if this person had no physical body, as if he were a true ghost.

He quickly jumped off the bed and watched the masked man in black warily. "Who are you?" he asked coldly. "Why did you sneak into my room?"

"Heh, heh..." The masked man in black let out a sinister chuckle. "Sneak into your room? When did I do that? I'm Miss Youlan's bodyguard, and I've been by her side the entire time. Tonight, I saw your impressive display—so full of vigor, with an air of looking down upon the world. I quite admire you. However, since you lack the ability to even detect my presence, how can you accuse me of sneaking in? I clearly walked in right under your nose!"

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