"All right, don't cry anymore. Leave everything to me!" Mu Yuyi took a deep breath and spoke softly.
Xiao Huan clung tightly to Mu Yuyi, her entire body still trembling uncontrollably as she cried herself hoarse. There was too much grievance, too much helplessness, too much pain, yet none of it could be put into words. She could only express it through the most primitive sobs. At this moment, Xiao Huan was no longer crying merely for what had happened to her. More than that, it was the boundless sorrow that had welled up in her heart upon seeing Mu Yuyi.
Mu Yuyi did not want to think about how Xiao Huan had spent all these years here, nor did he want to learn about the painful details. Right now, he only wanted to take Xiao Huan away from this place and uncover the truth about what had happened back then.
To Mu Yuyi, Xiao Huan was no longer merely a little maid from Mu Manor. She was the sole connection he had left to that place he could call home after his reincarnation—the continuation of the home in his heart, the witness to those brief yet warm days, and a survivor of Yijiang City after its destruction.
By now, a large number of officers and soldiers had gathered outside Wonderful Sound Tower. There were several dozen cultivators at the Deity Transformation stage alone, including one at the late Deity Transformation stage. Such a force appearing outside Wonderful Sound Tower immediately drew countless eyes. Coupled with the sounds of fighting that had come from inside earlier, it alarmed many people, and more and more cultivators gathered around to watch.
"Go in!" The late Deity Transformation cultivator leading them waved his hand, and everyone charged into Wonderful Sound Tower at the