The Second Room, Covered in Wounds

Ye Jinghong was a very sensitive woman, especially whenever she saw me interacting with other women.

For example, she had acted the same way when I was with Xu Qiuyan.

And now, she was jealous because of Meng Po as well.

Perhaps my behavior had made her think Meng Po's appearance was why I seemed so distracted.

What she did not know was that I was like this entirely because of Meng Po's warning. It was killing me.

"You're overthinking it. I was only wondering why she said it wouldn't be easy for us to enter this residence. They clearly wanted us to go in. They even used tactics like driving a dog into a dead end."

"Driving a dog into a dead end? Are you calling us dogs?" Ye Jinghong frowned and stared at me with wide eyes.

The thing she focused on left me speechless.

But thinking about it carefully, my comparison really had been inappropriate.

I gave an awkward smile. "It was just an analogy."

"You mean that woman probably isn't on the same side as them?" Ye Jinghong asked.

I nodded slightly. "That's what I think. She said so herself. Besides, she seems more like someone who enjoys watching drama unfold, the kind who loves a spectacle and isn't afraid of things getting bigger."

"So what do we do now?" she asked.

Even if Meng Po truly was not allied with Black and White Impermanence, what did that change? It did not seem to have anything to do with what we should do next.

Ye Jinghong was telling me that what we should do now was what truly mattered.

We needed to find my grandpa.

My home at Little Ancestral Hall Entrance was not large. Beyond the courtyard stood only a few rooms.

This courtyard was