I left with Lu Zhao.
When I left, my spirits were extremely low.
Of course, I was only putting on an act, because to outsiders, Ye Jinghong was already "dead."
Lu Zhao draped an arm around my shoulders. "Youngest Junior Brother, don't be too upset. Although the old saying goes that the dead cannot be brought back to life, you should know that we'll always find a way to bring her back. Give me some time. I'll help you with this."
I glanced at her. He smiled at me. "My research base has that capability. You should believe in your Senior Brother."
Senior Brother? He had previously called me Mr. Jiang every other sentence, and he had never really acted like a Senior Brother. He seemed ashamed to be a Guiguzi disciple. He harbored resentment toward the sect. Though I had not met Guiguzi and could not properly ask Lu Zhao how he had betrayed the sect, I could still sense that resentment.
"The wedding is tomorrow..." I said softly.
He merely said blandly, "After something like this happened, don't tell me you still want to marry that venomous woman? Don't worry about this. Come back with me and get some proper rest first. Calm down. I'll handle the rest."
I did not ask how he intended to handle it. Numbly, I followed him into the car.
In the car, he asked me about Great Grandma. I claimed not to know, but he did not quite believe me. He said my relationship with Roland was very good, and Roland knew Great Grandma's situation best. Roland could not possibly have kept it from me.
Besides, Pompeii City had been going wild with rumors these past two days that Great Grandma was not dead. The matter had left the Pompeii people in