"Qingtong, take a look at this!"
After seeing Eldest Son Tu Jinggao off, Ye Zhen tailed him for a while longer. Only after confirming there was no problem did he leave Little Demon behind to keep watch and return to the Mirage Dragon Pearl Space.
Inside the Mirage Dragon Pearl Space, Hu Qingtong had just finished watching the Imprint Jade Slip of Ye Zhen interrogating Tu Jinggao, her face already frosted over.
Deep down, Hu Qingtong was an incomparably grateful person. Otherwise, she would not have repaid Ye Zhen's kindness back then, leading to the love that followed.
Likewise, Hu Qingtong was deeply grateful to Tu Zheng, the Fox Clan's Clan Head. Over the years, Tu Zheng had given Chi Ling'er and her a stable, safe living environment.
If possible, she still wanted to repay Tu Zheng, whether for Tu Zheng's sake, Chi Ling'er's sake, or the Fox Clan's sake.
Thus, Hu Qingtong had hoped from the bottom of her heart that Clan Head Tu Zheng had not deceived her. She wanted to repay his kindness.
Yet this Imprint Jade Slip had torn that small hope to pieces.
Clan Head Tu Zheng had never left Tushan. He had remained within the Fox Clan's sacred ancestral ground in Tushan, Qingqiu Tomb. He knew every detail of what had happened these past few days, and it was Tu Zheng remotely directing their responses.
He had not, as he claimed, left Qingqiu to search for and confirm the whereabouts of the Qingqiu Tomb fragments. He had been waiting for an opportunity.
"What do you think after watching it?" Ye Zhen silently appeared at Hu Qingtong's side and gently wrapped an arm around her slender, trembling waist.
"The Clan Head deceived us in this matter, but Chi Ling'er's situation..."
"For now, there's no need