erence room, holding his third meeting.Upon receiving the message, his already cold countenance suddenly darkened, as if shrouded in a layer of gloom. His aura turned icy and chilling, instilling fear...After examining Lanhua, Fu Lingxiao led a team of people to the old Fu family residence.

"The young master has arrived."

When Liu, the steward, saw him coming, he was quite surprised. After all, in the past three years, Young Master had only visited once a few months ago, and rarely contacted his grandmother on a daily basis.

To her even greater surprise, the young master's eyes had returned!

The young master's blindness has always been a worry for the old madam. Knowing that the young master has recovered, the old madam will surely be overjoyed!

Liu the butler looked at Fu Lingxiao happily, “The old lady is in the Buddhist hall, I’ll take you there.”

"No need."

Fu Lingxiao uttered a faint word and walked towards the Buddhist hall.

In a quaintly decorated Buddhist hall.

A Bodhisattva statue stands majestically in the shrine, and on the incense burner before the offering table, three incense sticks are burning, emitting wisps of smoke.

Mrs. Fu knelt devoutly before the Bodhisattva, silently reciting scriptures in her mouth. All that could be heard was the faint sound of her fingertips constantly turning the rosary beads.

Suddenly, steady footsteps approached, breaking the tranquility of the Buddhist hall.

Elder Mrs. Fu closed her eyes and recited scriptures with all her concentration, ignoring everything else.

Footsteps echoed clearly in the vast Buddhist hall, step by step, arriving behind Mrs. Fu.

A low, cold voice sounded: "Grandma, you knew all along, that's why you forced me to swear back then, no matter what happened, I couldn't touch Fu Jingmo and Fu Ci, right"

Grandma Fu's fingers, which were stringing Buddhist beads, suddenly stopped. She opened her cloudy old eyes, her lips trembled, and after a long time, she uttered in a hoarse voice: "Ling'er, Grandma is sorry for you."

"You're not sorry to me, it's my father! My mother!"

Fu Lingxiao's hand placed aside clenched tightly, binding all the disappointment and anger in his chest, but his black eyes were undeniably tinged with a cold ruthlessness.

"My father and mother died unjustly fifteen years ago, I've investigated for fifteen years. You know the truth but have concealed it for fifteen years, Grandmother. I really want to ask you, how can you still chant scriptures every day and pray every night When facing Buddha, aren't you ashamed"

Facing her grandson's incessant questioning, Mrs. Fu only felt a knife twist in her heart.

When she learned the truth, she immediately rushed there intending to clean up the mess. However, having just experienced the pain of losing her child, she couldn't bring herself to do it.

Finally, she broke that beast's leg and struck him from the Fu family register, severing all ties with him completely, forbidding him from ever setting foot in the Imperial City again.

The truth was buried deep in her heart. She knew she had committed a grave sin, and every minute of every day was spent in guilt. For fifteen years, not a single day had been peaceful. Even in her dreams, she begged for forgiveness from her eldest son and his wife.

Grandma knows she shouldn't hide it, but Grandma has already lost a son. How can Grandma bear to go through the pain of burying another child...

Grandmother Fu cried tears of remorse, not daring to look back at her grandson.

Fu Lingxiao suddenly sneered, "Hmph, so now karma has arrived."

He lowered his eyes and looked at Madam Fu, saying word by word: “All the people in the Fu family are about to die, Grandma. You must hold on. When our tombstones turn to dust, you'll still need to wipe them clean.”

Upon hearing this, Madam Fu turned around in alarm, but Fu Lingxiao had already walked out.

"Ling'er!"

She rushed after him, grabbing his arm. "It's all Grandma's fault, Grandma is so sorry, Grandma will avenge you, Grandma will kill that beast, don't do anything foolish, Grandma begs you..."

Fu Lingxiao seized Fu Lao's wrist, his voice cold and sharp, "Grandma, it's too late."

"The Fu family, destined to be broken by me, this unworthy descendant."

Having said that, she forcefully pulled away Fu's elderly madam's hand and strode away.

Madam Fu still wanted to chase after him, but she was stopped by two soldiers guarding the Buddhist hall.

Watching that cold figure swiftly depart and vanish completely, Madam Fu suddenly couldn't bear it anymore. Her entire body went limp, her face ashen...

Fu Lingxiao walked to the door and coldly ordered the combat team leader, "Immediately cut off the old house's communication signals. From now on, strictly guard the old house, and no one is allowed to enter or exit!"

"Yes!"

The captain, go and make the arrangements immediately.

Fu Lingxiao turned his head for one last glance at the old house, got into the car, closed his eyes and let out a breath, then started the car.

Back at the Azure Dragon, he called Yun Tuo, "Are they still in Country Y"

"We're all here."

Yunto has been secretly keeping an eye on the ancient castle these days. It's strange, with the situation in the imperial capital being so grim and war imminent, everything here is calm and quiet, with no sign of movement at all.

He was truly puzzled, "Master Fu, do you think they might be planning something else"

Fu Lingxiao couldn't see through the situation for now, only saying: "A full bread wrap, guarantee they are under your surveillance, especially Qiao Daishan, he has disguise skills, you must keep an eye on him, in case he quietly leaves."

He's not afraid of Qiao Daishan coming to the capital, he's just afraid that he'll go looking for Xing'er.

"Once I'm done here in the imperial capital, I'll be right over!"

After hanging up the phone, he called for Situ Xun.

By the time deployment was complete, it was evening.

Fu Lingxiao leaned wearily against the chair, opening a software on his phone. He traced the red dot moving in the Infinite Navigation Zone with his fingertips, a trace of warmth appearing in his cold eyes, “Xing’er…”

……

The yacht, illuminated by lights, sailed alone in the deep night sea.

The night was thick and heavy, with no stars or moon in sight. All that met the eye was a vast expanse of obscurity, making it impossible to distinguish between heaven and sea.

On the deck, a young girl leaned against the railing, gazing silently at the distance.

The sea breeze ruffled her long hair and skirt, her eyes deep and veiled with emotion.

Shen Yue sat in the cockpit, staring at her with a deep gaze for a long time. Finally, he sighed resignedly and set the autopilot on the control panel. Then he got up and walked out.

He walked to Mu Xing's side and stood shoulder to shoulder with her, "Little Star, I respect your decision."

Long deliberation, but it was just his self-deception struggle. From the moment she said she wouldn't live alone, Shen Lu knew he couldn't stop her at all.

Mu Xing retracted her gaze and looked at Shen Lue, "Shen Lue gege, thank you."

Shen Yue met her smiling eyes. A serious expression settled on his handsome face, and his voice carried a heavy weight of authority as he stated curtly, "I have only one request, let me go with you."

If I cannot protect her, then I will die with her!

Without her, his world was nothing but a vast and cold tomb. That desolate emptiness, that feeling of utter despair, he never wanted to experience again.

Mu Xingxiu frowned, staring at Shen Lue, pondering for a moment before nodding. "Okay," she said.

There was something she truly needed his help with.

Upon receiving permission, Shen Yue's tightly clenched facial features relaxed, and he asked Mu Xing, "Where are we going"

Mu Xing's eyes were dark, "Wuyou Island!"

Shen Lue nodded. "Alright, but Fu Ye's people will still escort us for a while. Once we leave their surveillance range, we'll anchor and make arrangements, then set off."

Mu Xing softly hummed, and looked back at the sea.

Her gaze was darker than the sea itself. when she suddenly remembered that after the night of fireworks, she hadn't seen Shen Luege again. It was so strange. Before, every morning when she practiced martial arts, he would always sit on the...