The next morning.
Wu Heng opened his eyes. Dim light filtered through the heavy clouds, casting mottled shadows across the window lattice.
The sky was still as dark as dusk, without sunlight, only thin, faint daylight.
He got up, dressed neatly, and splashed some water on his face to shake off his drowsiness.
"Uncle, you're awake!" Xiaoxiao phased through the wall. After greeting him, she whispered mysteriously, "Last night, Auntie kept asking about what we were doing over here with the vampires. Is she trying to harm us again?"
Having been through so much had made even an elementary school child begin to act cautiously.
"What did she ask? Let me hear it," Wu Heng said.
Xiaoxiao floated off to the side with her arms crossed, recalling as she spoke. "She asked how we got here, how strong the other side's hero was, and she even suspected there was some conspiracy. Later, I didn't tell her anything, so she stopped asking."
It sounded like she was merely curious about what they had been doing.
Wu Heng said, "Your vigilance is very high. We need to stay alert from now on too. Before she joins us, we absolutely can't let her get her way."
"Understood!" Xiaoxiao saluted.
He left the washroom and headed straight for the study.
Granda and Beni were both in the room. The Empress Dowager glanced in his direction before withdrawing her gaze.
Wu Heng said, "We'll say goodbye to Lilith in a while, then head back."
"Even if we stayed here, there's not much we could help with," Granda said.
"Mm." Wu Heng looked at the Empress Dowager. Without needing to be told, she slipped directly into the Demon Soul Pot.
He walked over and put away the Demon Soul Pot, tablet, and books.
Then he opened