"Shut up!" You Su was almost hoarse from shouting. He turned back toward the house and said, "Mistress, please don't blame me. I'm taking you with me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, You Su kicked the door open. A stale current of air rushed over him—the smell of a room that had been sealed away and opened for the first time in ages.
You Su's heart sank halfway, but he continued holding Wu Cheng hostage, surveying everything inside from the corner of his eye: a lotus platform, a table, a Wood Sword on the table, a gray stone, and a piece of white jade.
Only one person was missing.
You Su felt like a mayfly swept along by endless waves. The deep helplessness that came after being deceived left him utterly defeated. He was almost unable to hold on any longer, nearly collapsing to the ground as he bowed his head and sobbed soundlessly:
"Mistress... where did you go? Come with me!"
Qi Daodong stood outside the door, inspecting everything in the room as he continued fanning the flames:
"You Su, don't you understand yet? She deceived you! That gray stone on the table can confuse the detection of Mystic Qi! That white jade is a Sound Transmission Token! The dust throughout this room is proof that she left long ago!"
"Shut your mouth!" You Su screamed hysterically, his entire body trembling. The little moments he had shared with Mistress over the past eight years surfaced in his mind:
Before I turned ten, Master was the only important person in my life. But Master left, and he left behind a Mistress. I happily told myself that from then on, I would have two important people.
I would ask Mistress if she was hungry, if she had slept warmly, what