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That means Zhao Feihong is not dead, so is his disappearance also a kind of visual hint?
"Brother, are you saying my brother is not dead?" The first thing Zhao Feiyu said upon waking was that Zhao Feihong might have just disappeared, not died. Excitedly, she tightly grasped Ouyang Zixin's clothing, hoping she would affirm it again.
Seeing Zhao Feiyu in such a worried state for her brother made Ouyang Zixin's heart soften. People are indeed emotional beings. No one is truly heartless; all grudges seem trivial in the face of life and death. Moreover, she and Zhao Feiyu were almost on the verge of reconciling, weren't they?
If she hadn't wiped her tears and snot on Ouyang Zixin's clothes, perhaps their reconciliation would have come even faster.
Ouyang Zixin nearly lost her mind and kicked Zhao Feiyu away. The wet, white stains on her clothes made her feel like she could die from frustration. But looking at Zhao Feiyu's silly expression, she couldn't stay angry and could only silently decide to bring more clothes for changing in the future.
Yun Tianying, seeing this, chuckled to himself and nudged Yun Tianmo, asking with a laugh, "Are you going to share a bed with your brother tonight?"
Yun Tianmo shot a cold glance at Yun Tianying and silently walked away. This older brother was becoming increasingly unreliable; he needed to keep his distance.
"Everyone look around and see if there are any patterns related to hands. Remember, do not touch anything without permission; call me immediately if you see something." At this point, Ouyang Zixin had already taken on a leadership role, instructing everyone to start searching. Even Yun Tianmo was being bossed around by her.
After a long time had passed, they had not found any patterns related to hands; the stone walls showed no signs of scratches either.
"This Underground Palace is too vast." In order to find clues quickly, everyone held nothing back. Aside from necessary precautions, almost all their Mysterious Energy was used to speed up their actions. Now they were all collapsed on the ground, unwilling to move.
Ouyang Zixin fanned herself with her hand; it seemed to be getting increasingly stuffy in the Underground Palace. The days without air conditioning were already uncomfortable enough; who knew that days without wind could be so unbearable? Right now, she didn't want anything but a good bath. However, seeing that everyone looked exhausted as well, she felt embarrassed to leave alone and could only comfort everyone while saying, "Whether it's to save someone or for our own survival, everyone has worked hard. We cannot give up."
Nangong Tuo, who had been lying there like a dead dog and not moving at all, immediately jumped up in response when he heard Ouyang Zixin's motivational words. "What Ouyang Zixin said is right; unity is strength! We cannot give up!"
"Let's disperse and rest for the night. We will continue tomorrow." Yun Tianmo, tired of listening to Nangong Tuo's nonsense, waved his hand and announced the dismissal.
Ouyang Zixin slowly got up and headed toward the stone corridor. It seemed everyone had formed some kind of tacit understanding; they each rested without disturbing one another. After all, at times like this, they might need to change clothes, and what was inside their spatial rings belonged to them. Sharing willingly was one thing; prying into others' belongings was another matter entirely.
"Don't be so listless. Don't you want to save your brother?" Ouyang Zixin looked at Zhao Feiyu by her feet and nudged her with her toe. "Get up, wash up, you smell."
Zhao Feiyu hung her head, the fatigue in her body combined with the mental strain left her unable to move at all. She felt like just falling asleep right there because she was utterly exhausted. As for whether she smelled, she no longer cared; nothing mattered more than the life of a loved one. Only Ouyang Zixin seemed to care about bathing.
"I don't have your leisure." Zhao Feiyu coldly huffed in response, not out of malice but simply because she couldn't muster kind words for anyone, especially when her brother's life was uncertain and someone was telling her to take a bath.
"Tch, a dog biting Lü Dongbin." Ouyang Zixin understood that Zhao Feiyu was in a bad mood and didn't take it to heart. She had intended to pull Zhao Feiyu over to help with some chores, like pulling curtains or something, but since Zhao Feiyu wasn't in the mood, she decided it was better for her to save water.
The stone corridor had already become Ouyang Zixin's exclusive territory. Nangong Tuo had tried several times to approach but was stopped by the shadow guards beside Yun Tianmo. The expressionless guard wouldn't give the Third Prince any face, simply stating, "Master has given orders; Miss Ouyang is resting. Please respect the boundaries between men and women."
At this moment, Nangong Tuo confronted the shadow guard again, shouting, "This Prince is concerned and wants to see if there's anything I can help with. Step aside!"
"Third Prince, please be respectful." The shadow guard's lips twitched slightly; after all, the girl had her own matters to attend to. It wasn't appropriate for him to interfere.
"Will you let me through or not?!" Nangong Tuo glared fiercely at the shadow guard. Although he had used this intimidation tactic more than ten times without any effect, he had no other options left; fighting was certainly not an option.
"No."
"Fine! You have guts! Just wait for me!" Once again defeated, Nangong Tuo cursed as he turned back.
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"You're making me wait?" Nan Gong Yao was abruptly interrupted while listening to a story. How could someone seeking help suddenly call a halt?
The elder stroked his beard and smiled as he explained, "Nangong Sovereign, it's not that I want to keep you in suspense; it's just that at this point in the story, we need new characters to join in."
"Then tell me who the new characters are." Nan Gong Yao knew this wouldn't just be a story; the so-called new characters must be the purpose of the five elders' visit. He wanted to hear who was worth Bai Clan revealing their secrets for.
“Nangong Sovereign, shouldn’t we take a look at what’s inside the small box before deciding whether to continue listening to the story?” The Grand Elder did not believe that Nan Gong Yao was merely curious; the rhythm of the conversation seemed to be controlled by him, but in reality, he had already disrupted Exiled Nation's Sovereign’s pace several times in secret.
“This is not urgent. I have said before that this gift is too heavy, and matters are not easy to handle.” Nan Gong Yao laughed heartily, picked up his teacup to drink, only to find that the tea had long since gone cold. It dawned on him that half a day had passed. “Oh dear, look at my memory! I was so engrossed in the story that I forgot about meal time. Why don’t we eat while we chat?”
Unknowingly, night had already fallen. Nan Gong Yao called for the five Elder of the Bai Clan to raise their cups and toast each other, creating a very harmonious atmosphere at the table, while the story was not brought up again. (To be continued.)
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