“Collect the bodies? Whose bodies? Wait. Where’s my guard? Where’s Hook?” Mrs Zuo suddenly had a very bad feeling.
All adult members of the Zuo family had their own guards, and Mrs. Zuo was no exception.
Zuo Ming knew that he had to tell Mrs. Zuo, but he couldn’t bring himself to say it.
Mrs. Zuo panicked and said, “I’ll go get him…”
“Wait.” Master Zuo stopped her. “Hook is dead.”
WHAT?!
Mrs. Zuo couldn’t believe her ears.
“Did His Royal Highness kill him?”
Zuo Ming shook his head. “It was Feng Wu.”
“That can’t be true!” Mrs Zuo grabbed the front of her husband’s robe and shouted, “You’re lying! Feng Wu is only a Level 7 Spiritual Elder!”
Zuo Ming remained silent and gave her a pitying look.
Mrs. Zuo’s stomach lurched a little.
Her brother, Master Dugu, had also looked at her that way.
Mrs. Zuo was originally from a minor branch of the Tao family from Ruyang and had been brought to the Dugu family when her mother remarried. Therefore, she wasn’t very close with Master Dugu. Most of the time, she would address him as Master Dugu instead of “Brother.”
“Why are you looking at me like that?” Mrs. Zuo’s voice trembled.
Master Zuo said, “Feng Wu was the one who killed him.”
Mrs. Zuo said, “Feng Wu is only a Level 7 Spiritual Elder! She’s not even good enough to be Qingluan’s maid! Didn’t you hear them laugh at her? She’s even weaker than her own maid!”
“A Level 7 Spiritual Elder?” Master Zuo smiled sadly. “I wish she was only a Level 7 Spiritual Elder.”
Mrs. Zuo asked, “Is she not?”
Master Zuo said, “Of course not. She’s a Level 7 Spiritual Lord at least.”
Thump, thump, thump —
Mrs Zuo stumbled back and stared at Master Zuo in disbelief. “I don’t believe you!”
Master Zuo said, “Didn’t your brother tell you that Feng Wu has the Seed of Spirit Source, and she was making one breakthrough after another? She was a Level 7 Spiritual Elder when she went up the mountain, but she returned as a Level 7 Spiritual Lord!”
“No! But they’re saying…”
“That’s because Feng Wu carries something that can conceal her energy so that no one can tell what her real level is!” Master Feng gritted his teeth. “Tell our children to stay away from her for the time being!”
“What children?” Mrs Zuo sobbed. “We only have five. Qingliu met his untimely death first, then Qingxian and Qingyu were killed. Qingyi is still cultivating in seclusion, and Qingluan is still out there… I don’t have any children to warn anymore!”
Master Zuo was filled with sadness and rage. “Don’t worry, my lady. Feng Wu won’t live for much longer.”
Mrs. Zuo threw herself into Master Zuo’s arms and burst into tears.
Feng Wu helped Jun Linyuan back to his tent.
Emperor Wu had sent Lord Mu and the others to pick them up because he wanted to ask them about what happened on the mountain. However, Jun Linyuan was severely injured, so they went straight back to their tent.
Master Dugu and Lord Mu went to report to Emperor Wu.
Jun Linyuan lost his balance as soon as he was in the tent. He almost fainted.
The impact almost dragged Feng Wu to the ground.
It took her a lot of effort to lay him on the bed.
She had treated his wounds when they were on the mountain.
