The Well

When had he been hit?

The first thing Mo Hua thought of was that Golden Lotus Tricolor Carp.

"We ate the fish and drank the soup, so the River God's Evil Thought invaded my Sea of Consciousness?"

Mo Hua's thoughts stirred. Suddenly, he remembered something, and his heart tightened.

Yu'er!

Yu'er had eaten that Golden Tricolor Carp just as he had. If there was an Evil God's Evil Thought in his Sea of Consciousness, then Yu'er's Sea of Consciousness must have been polluted too.

By now, night had already deepened. Without thinking, Mo Hua immediately got up and went to the door next door. Before he even had time to knock, the door opened.

Wenren Wei stood in the doorway, his face steady, though his expression carried a hint of surprise.

"Young Master Little Mo?"

Mo Hua said at once, "I came to check on Yu'er."

Confusion flashed through Wenren Wei's eyes, but seeing Mo Hua's anxious expression, he did not dare be careless and immediately invited him in.

Mo Hua entered, passed through layer after layer of exquisitely elegant screens and furnishings made of precious materials yet full of childish charm, and arrived at the bedroom inside.

Yu'er lay on the bed, drool at the corner of his mouth, sleeping soundly with all four limbs flung wide...

He was sleeping sweetly, his Divine Consciousness calm, without anything abnormal.

Mo Hua's pupils deepened slightly. He released his Divine Consciousness and inspected him carefully several times, confirming again and again that no Evil Spirit was clinging to Yu'er, only then did he let out a soft breath.

But Mo Hua's brows also furrowed slightly.

"Yu'er is fine..."

"Young Master Little Mo?" Wenren Wei said softly. "Is something wrong with Young Master Yu?"

Mo Hua came back to himself and shook his