Red Tower Filial Piety, Unmatched Under Heaven?

After sensing that something was wrong, Duan Yun and the others hurriedly darted toward Jade Pearl Manor.

They moved swiftly, their bodies like shooting stars.

Because they feared something had happened to Lei Ying.

After all, they were the ones who had left her behind.

Yet the instant the group rushed into the courtyard, they all froze.

Because they saw Lei Ying.

Lei Ying was fine.

Not only was she fine, she seemed to be enjoying herself.

At that moment, she was drinking tea—or rather, savoring it.

The tea leaves were premium, the water had been boiled by her own hand, and the tea had been ground by her own hand. Beside her sat several exquisite osmanthus pastries.

In that instant, Lei Ying seemed to have returned to the life of a noble lady.

The Murong Brothers could not help asking, "You're all right?"

Lei Ying glanced at him and gracefully held her teacup. "Do I look like something's wrong?"

"But..."

"But what?"

The Murong Brothers looked toward the enormous Red Tower outside. "Where are those crazy women?"

The Red Tower had arrived, so its two most formidable tower masters should have arrived as well.

If there were still opponents in the martial world who could give them trouble, those two tower masters were clearly among them.

Lei Ying said leisurely, "I sent them up the mountain. There are so many of them, they'd only get in the way here."

With a tap of his feet, Duan Yun flew toward the mountain.

Before he had reached halfway up, he saw those red-clad women on Grave Mountain.

They were all kneeling reverently upon Grave Mountain. Some knelt right beside the burial mounds. Clad in vivid scarlet, they would likely have been mistaken for ghosts by any ordinary person.

Red-clad vengeful ghosts.