âIf Crown Prince Mo and His Highness the Chen Prince hadnât arrived in time, who knows what might have transpired.â
âSorry.â Qin Xuan glanced awkwardly at Duan Yue and Mu Xingchen. âIâll make sure to explain this matter to him thoroughly.â
Duan Yue lifted the curtain with one hand. As he bent to leave, he turned back to cast a disdainful glance at Eldest Young Sir Qin, a sardonic smile on his face. âHow confident do you think he is in blocking Mo Lian and me with his own strength?â
âNext time? You might not even get a chance to see him again.â
Duan Yue shot Qin Xuan a meaningful look before dropping the curtain and departing.
A chill ran down Qin Xuanâs spine.
In other words, how merciful had Duan Yue been this time?
Perhaps, without that mercy, his Second Brother wouldnât have had the opportunity to use the transfer talisman matrix to escape.
This realization made Qin Xuan break out in a cold sweat. He stood up and respectfully cupped his hands at the Holy Son. âI apologize, Holy Son. Our Qin Estate wonât be participating in this operation.â
The Holy Son nodded, understanding the urgency of contacting Second Young Sir. He tactfully refrained from insisting that Eldest Young Sir Qin stay for the search and rescue.
âThen letâs form teams for the search,â the Holy Son said to those present. âWeâll set off tomorrow morning.â
At ten in the evening, as anticipated by the little stoic, Qi Xuanxuanâs party, accompanied by Doya, Hidden Flower, and Situ Yi, also arrived at the campsite. Additionally, a few students from Lanyang Academy and Flying Sword Academy joined the gathering.
Madam Guoâan hobbled over with the assistance of the robust man, Yellow Sheep. Perhaps she had sustained minor injuries in the Spring River, as her face still bore a hint of pallor.
âItâs a relief that everyone is safe,â remarked the Holy Son, glancing at the newly arrived group. âGo freshen up and take some rest. Weâll gather for a meal later.â
âThank you,â Madam Guoâan expressed, on the verge of tears.
Feeling terribly unlucky after drifting in the Spring River for so long, she considered herself on the verge of turning moldy and malodorous.
Originally, as a level-12 grand spiritual cultivator, abstaining from food for a few days wasnât an issue. However, now she urgently felt the need to replenish her energy and stamina, which was disheartening.
âQiaoqiao, I almost turned green from soaking all the way here.â Qi Xuanxuan jogged over, holding her hand. âLuckily, we have water, meat, and mantou and buns in our inner world! I wonât starve myself.â
Qiao Mu couldnât help but twitch her mouth in amusement. âNo wonder you didnât lose weight. Bubbles even gained weight!â
âWhat? Iâve gained weight again?â Qi Xuanxuan promptly pinched her cheeks. âIâm almost as fat as Fatty!â
âAlright, go freshen up first.â
âYouâre about to stink to death, yet youâre still clinging to Qiaoqiao.â
Amidst the banter, everyone dispersed to their respective yurts to attend to personal matters.
âLittle Junior Sister, letâs talk after I clean up.â Liang Qingqing, equally disgusted with herself, waved at Her Excellency Lady Qiaoqiao and entered the yurt.
Observing everyoneâs presence, Qiao Mu felt relieved that they were all accounted for. The fact that everyone could easily recognize her no longer bothered her.
âQiaoqiao.â Eldest Young Sir Qin approached slowly, nodding slightly at Mo Lian. âCan we have a private conversation?â
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