The two matters we had to handle down the mountain were both quite tricky.
Although I didn't know who the madwoman Old Shu mentioned from Takama-ga-hara was, Sun Bin had previously said Xu Fu hadn't come because he was suppressing the restless gods of Takama-ga-hara, preventing them from setting foot in Great Xia.
But now gods from Takama-ga-hara had actually come to Great Xia. Did that mean Xu Fu's suppression had failed, or had his so-called suppression merely been an excuse, with everything happening now part of his scheme?
Still, I was curious about who that madwoman Old Shu mentioned was. I had once been to the Land of the Dead and met many people there. Was this madwoman among them?
Along the way, Jiang Xiaohui kept asking me about Little Nian Bai. He seemed very concerned about his nephew, even fretting over not having prepared a gift.
Ye Jinghong kicked him. "The important thing right now is making him give up on attacking Jiang Xiaobai, not figuring out how you're going to acknowledge your relatives."
Jiang Xiaohui rubbed his butt. "I was just thinking about it, wasn't I? Besides, even if he really attacked, would he dare kill his own father? No matter how much I hated my parents, I could never do something like that."
I looked at him, and he hurriedly said, "Just an example, just an example. How could I really hate my own parents? Besides, things are pretty good like this now, aren't they?"
"Jiang Xiaobai!" A girl's voice rang out. I saw a beautiful girl around eleven or twelve years old smiling at me from not far away. She was truly lovely, with a distinctly loli-like air and a sweet voice. Even Jiang Xiaohui stared blankly at her.
Ye Jinghong watched the girl warily.