Wu Xin, leaving the medicine hut, still could not quite believe that Yan Baoru was a mole—or perhaps he still clung to a sliver of hope.
Unlike some people, someone like him was still willing, deep down, to believe in beautiful things.
Of course, it also had something to do with Ghost Doctor not telling him the truth.
He still decided to look for Yan Baoru again. Perhaps it was all some misunderstanding? So he called Formless and Guo Man over, and together they thoroughly searched Medicine Valley once more.
After searching all of Medicine Valley and confirming that Yan Baoru truly was gone, that she had truly left, Wu Xin finally felt lost and desolate. Only then did he believe that Yan Baoru had really run away.
Because Yan Baoru would never leave without a word for no reason.
It also made him feel all the more keenly the treachery of the human heart. He had never imagined that someone who had loyally and painstakingly cared for him for so long would actually be a spy sent by someone else. It was a ravaging and trampling of the beauty he had held in his heart. From then on, he became a little more cautious around people and no longer trusted others so easily.
Yet that question still remained in his heart: why was Master pursuing this matter when everything had been fine?
At that moment, Niu Youdao appeared on a small isolated island in the vast sea.
A flying mount was nesting atop the island's reefs, turning its head into the wind as it preened its feathers.
Yun Ji, disguised in another appearance, stood nearby. Beside her sat a woman in plain clothes. It was none other than Yan Baoru, whose cultivation had been restrained.
Yun Ji had already