Once everything had settled, Miao Yue released her Gu insects. They rustled as they crawled out in all directions like a tide, checking whether any surviving ghosts in the General’s Mansion had yet to be dealt with.
If there were any, they would be rounded up and dealt with too.
The Empress Dowager and the Regent Prince lay curled up in the black filth, yet they loathed each other so much that even crawling on the ground, they tried to get farther apart, as though drawing close to the other was the most revolting, disgusting thing in the world.
Qi Gu examined the shape of this piece of Glazed Bone. It seemed as though it could fit into a missing section of one of the earlier pieces, so he tried putting them together. The instant the matching edges touched, a dazzling cyan light suddenly flared. A moment later, everything went dark, and the two pieces of Glazed Bone had fused seamlessly, as though they had never broken.
Zeng Qinghuan knew that once the Ghost Messengers arrived, she would be taken away too. She therefore clasped her hands before her chest and bowed to Qi Gu in thanks, then asked, "I'd like to take another look around the General’s Mansion. May I?"
Qi Gu gestured for her to go ahead.
Zeng Qinghuan walked away beneath the bleak moonlight, leaving everyone with the sight of her lonely retreating figure. For a thousand years, she had been trapped inside the artificial hill. Though she had been right here in the General’s Mansion, she had never been able to take a proper look at the place where she and Mo Zhou had once made countless memories.
Before long, the Gu insects crawled back to Miao Yue with a soft rustling. Miao Yue leaned closer