Chen Xiaojun leisurely tugged Chen Mu along, and the two lay side by side in the courtyard on two slightly old wicker recliners. The chairs swayed gently with their movements, giving off faint creaks.
The lazy afternoon sunlight filtered through the sparse clouds and spilled over them, bringing a trace of warmth and comfort.
Beside them, a stick of Purple Jade Mandala Incense sent up curling smoke, its mist winding through the air and giving off a faint fragrance that mingled with the breath of spring, refreshing the spirit.
Ever since he had been injured at the Upper Soul Nest, Chen Xiaojun had grown more and more used to lighting incense and taking a short rest in the afternoon. Especially now, beneath the warm spring sun of March, he found himself even more immersed in it.
Chen Xiaojun narrowed his eyes and asked casually, "Fifth Child, there's something I was just about to ask you. How did you find out about that person's relationship with Senior Chu Xin?"
Chen Mu smiled smugly and said, "That was easy. I asked Uncle Yuqi to go to her house. His Black Shadow Martial Soul is naturally suited for this kind of thing—silent and unseen."
When Chen Xiaojun heard that, his eyes widened, and he said in surprise, "You actually had Uncle Yuqi, a high-level Soul Emperor, go eavesdrop at someone's wall? You really dare to think big!"
Chen Mu shrugged. "What's there to be afraid of? Something so major happened in the mountains, and her daughter went through life and death before returning safely. With emotions running high, wasn't it only natural for the two of them to say a few private, intimate things?"
Chen Xiaojun froze, then thought about it carefully. That was indeed true.
Under those circumstances, the chances of family