Mu Yin ultimately let Qing Yuan follow me to the Divine Realm, but he didn’t appear, instead sending Huahua to relay a message that if I want to retrieve Ya Ya, I should find him in the Ghost Realm after the unsealing.
I gave a bitter smile, wondering if he was afraid I would never return.
Among everyone present, Huahua was the most excited. She thought Qing Yuan was going to the Divine Realm to play and kept insisting on going too.
With Qing Yuan’s face still tense and not nodding, Huahua continued chattering while holding his hand. In contrast, Mu Chuan and I, walking behind, were much more silent.
With my current state of mind, I didn’t have much expectation about recovering my memories or cultivation. I sighed silently and spoke first: “When you saw me in the forest back then, and saw the ambush, did I say anything?”
He frowned and asked, “Why are you bringing this up again?”
I pursed my lips and said, “Because if someone really arranged for me to go to the forest and then sent a message to you saying I was waiting there, that person must be someone I know, which is why I went there without suspicion.”
“Don’t you want to know who that person was?” Mu Chuan said coldly. “If such a person truly harmed you, and you’re still thinking about them, I can’t even be bothered to scold you.”
I sighed, “I’ve been living well for a thousand years, which means that person didn’t truly want to take my life; perhaps they were just momentarily confused.”
Mu Chuan spoke in a low voice, “Since you say so, I can tell you that you must be very familiar with that person.”
I was stunned: “Why?”
“Because when the ambush appeared, I harshly questioned you, but your expression that day was not just shocked but also sorrowful. You didn’t speak, didn’t explain, and didn’t try to escape.”
After he finished speaking, I understood. If it were just an ordinary person delivering a message, I would have immediately explained that I knew nothing.
