Chapter 61: Lady Gu Returns to Her Parental Home

After sending off the villagers who had come to inquire, it was already midday. Feeling cheerful today, she decided to make some handmade noodles with meat sauce and chili sauce for lunch. The two sisters chatted happily as they prepared the meal together. Just as they finished letting the dough rest, the sound of knocking came from the courtyard once again.

Li Qingyun hurried over to open the door and was surprised to find Erniu standing there. He had brought four bundles of firewood, hauling them on a homemade cart.

“Oh, it’s Erniu. Come in quickly.”

“Auntie, I heard… Are you all right?” Erniu asked with a bit of shyness and concern.

He had originally planned—

I have had enough of a life controlled by Shen Anzhi. Suddenly, I reached out and clamped her neck in my grasp. Yet as I felt her delicate body trembling slightly, not a trace of desire stirred in Zhao Chen’s heart—only overwhelming worry.

But since she was Murong Chu’s disciple, how the master disciplines the apprentice is not for outsiders to interfere with. So, though we could not bear to watch, we could only stand aside and silently observe.

“It should just be an initial script discussion. The specifics will have to wait for SBS to finalize the schedule and process. If there’s no queue-jumping, the release will likely take one or two years,” Han Suhee replied frankly.

When faced with such an outstanding prodigy whose future was limitless, even the Tianyan Dao Sect could not help but pay close attention.

“He actually wanted to leave you a way out from the very beginning!” Kawakami Tomie spoke, her heart brimming with hatred.

Though he had just saved her, the truth was that his background remained unclear. To ask her to leave with him—what a joke.

Captain Zhang remained as stubborn as ever, striding toward us with another officer from the provincial bureau following closely behind.

As he spoke, the Five of Spades began to mutter under his breath. Watching the Five of Spades in the sky, we couldn’t help but feel a sense of dread. Though his conduct was vile and detestable, he always acted with malice.

No sooner had I finished cursing than the Soul-Hooking Cord slipped out from my arm, standing quietly at my side like a child who had made a mistake.

The so-called “train” was a legendary burning carriage that delivered the guilty to hell. Some say that during funerals, when strong winds and rain swept in, the coffin would be blown open, and a demon would carry off the corpse.

Then, under everyone’s astonished gaze, he would reach out and clasp my hand tightly. Looking at his impulsive and childish manner, who would have thought that he was Hao Wang, the very man wielding the power of life and death and controlling the tides of fate?

If Hao Xiangdong intended to strike at the Qiushan Imperial Mausoleum, what a brutal and bloody battle it would be—how many would lose their lives in that war?

Thus, at the slightest disturbance, the members of Team Two would choose to retreat. If it wasn’t safe to take resources, they wouldn’t take them at all. If gaining experience might get them killed, they’d return straight to base. They would absolutely avoid the jungle if there was any danger, and would never assist other lanes for fear of risk.

The three-eyed crow hurriedly flew over to catch them, then landed safely on open ground with Beiming Ao and Ye Yunkong.

All the students’ eyes were fixed on the bulletin board for their destination. For the first time, no one pointed at them, no one whispered behind their backs.

They had assumed Duan Shixun would surely stand up for them and give Leng Yuehuang, the Fourth Princess, a harsh lesson. After all, Duan Shixun’s cultivation was actually quite high. On the Jiuzhou Continent, he was a genius, his reputation as great as Beiming Ao’s—if not greater. His legendary deeds could be traced all the way back to his birth.

I smiled. We possessed the most advanced diving suits, which could withstand extreme water pressure, and when paired with high-speed safety ropes, provided remarkable escape capabilities.

“Ahem, why do you say that, Brother Mo? The Eighth Princess and I have only met a few times, that’s all.” He answered at once. When he finished, seeing that Mo He’s expression remained unchanged, Su Bai’s face immediately grew solemn.

Within Pingchuan Prefecture, there were two sects. The headquarters of the Xuanshui Sect was precisely the mountain that lay in Mo He’s field of vision.

Zhu Chuang had reviewed the list of possible suspects for the Masked Man this time. In truth, the one he most hoped it would be was Lin Zhen.