CHAPTER 126: CHAPTER 126: MIOUS’S SUSPICIONS

The murderous alley suddenly plunged into a dead silence.

Luo Fei’s painful eyes returned to emptiness once again.

Wen Shu glanced at Luo Fei with lingering fear, seeing that his neck only had a shallow blood mark, her heart suddenly relaxed.

She felt the tense body in her arms slowly ease up.

With a calm demeanor, Nan paused for a moment, staring at Luo Fei with an increasingly cold gaze.

He furrowed his brow slightly, looking downward at Wen Shu, seeing the worry hidden in her eyes, understanding her yet unclear thoughts.

"Ashu," he caught the crucial point sensitively, swallowed his inquiry, and said bluntly: "He doesn’t deserve it."

Wen Shu immediately realized what he was talking about.

She frowned in confusion, meeting Nan’s questioning gaze, and exchanged a look with him.

Her throat, dry from tension, responded hoarsely, "You misunderstood, only if he lives, the females of the Blood Alliance can be safe."

She grasped Nan’s wrist, unleashing her superpower to examine his injuries, faintly curling her lips, "Your injuries are all healed."

Moreover...

Recalling the previous scene, Wen Shu still felt a bit anxious. Nan easily controlled Luo Fei, who was close to the Ninth Rank.

He succeeded in advancing.

Tenth Rank Spiritual Ability...

Wen Shu lowered her gaze to hide the darkness in her eyes, speaking in a usual tone: "Release him, let’s go back."

As per Nan’s established vow, he executed her every word without hesitation.

Luo Fei’s empty eyes regained their spirit, while Nan didn’t linger, disappearing with Wen Shu in a blink of an eye.

Standing at the desolate alley entrance, Luo Fei breathed heavily, clutching his chest, unable to shake off the nightmare-like, horrifying images from his mind.

He leaned powerlessly against the cold wall, a rare vulnerability appearing in his sharp and flamboyant brows and eyes, "Wen Shu, how should I choose..."

Passing through the bustling Central District, then heading all the way to the Northern Residential Area.

Wen Shu scanned the surrounding passersby but still didn’t see Mious and Wu Xuan’s figures.

Recalling the lack of response from the males during her call for help in the clothing store, she couldn’t help but feel worried.

It wasn’t until she walked through the castle gate, seeing the two familiar figures standing unharmed in the living room, that she secretly sighed in relief.

She left Nan’s embrace, running towards them in a few steps, wanting to hold their hands, but Mious evaded her touch with an odd look.

Wen Shu paused for a moment, her left hand frozen mid-air, unease flooding her heart, and before she could think further, Wu Xuan’s anxious voice sounded from above.

"Ashu, are you okay? Why run off after a few words of argument?"

The male, with a strong arm, scooped her waist, pulling her tightly into his embrace, his large palm soothingly stroked her nape, "Don’t do this again next time, okay? We..."

He glanced at the cold-looking, inquisitive Mious beside him, biting his teeth angrily, "I would be very worried."

Being tightly embraced by the familiar arms, Wen Shu nestled against his chest, listening to the heated heartbeat next to her ear, her unease gradually faded.

"I..."

She paused her breath, thinking she could remain calm.

But when she raised her eyes towards Mious, seeing his deep green eyes full of suspicion, and his cold face unusually remote, her heart still felt a dull pain.

She was all too familiar with this expression; when she first arrived in this world, Mious looked at her with the same eyes.

"Let’s talk inside." She vaguely guessed what had happened, preparing to head upstairs.

But as she set foot on the stairs, Lu Di entered the living room with Bai Qiao in his arms, his face heavy with gravity.

He glared coldly at Wen Shu, instructing the butler, "Go summon City Lord Bai Rong."

Saying this, he placed Bai Qiao on the soft bench, gestured to the door, and his gaze fell on Wen Shu, speaking in a stern voice: "Stop her."

As the words fell, a squad of guards clad in armor streamed in, swiftly executing the command.

Seeing them approaching, Wu Xuan grabbed Wen Shu’s wrist, protecting her behind him, his golden eyes instantly filled with chill, speaking coldly: "Lu Di, what do you mean?"

His broken eyebrow lowered, lip line taut, his fierce gaze swept over the approaching guards, "Who dares to touch the female!"

A strong killing intent surged around him, those golden eyes sharpened like needles, blades emerged sharp, releasing an intimidating aura like a bloodthirsty beast.

The strong pressure came directly at them, sweat forming at the guards’ forehead, hesitating for a few seconds but not daring to disobey orders.

Beside Wen Shu, Mious’s eyes still lingered on her brows, seemingly exploring something.

Perceiving his gaze, Wen Shu’s eyes turned cold, she looked away towards Bai Qiao, who was lying on the soft chair, her face pale, glaring at her with full resentment.

Exchanging a glance, Wen Shu furrowed her brows, feeling somewhat at a loss with the chaotic situation.

And at this moment, Bai Rong arrived with Craig, she quickly scanned the people in the living room, her eyes flashing with hurt when looking at Bai Qiao, "Qiaoqiao?"

Craig’s face looked even worse, he tightly held Bai Qiao’s shoulder, "What happened?"

With her closest family arrived, Bai Qiao’s tears finally lost control, she plunged into Craig’s embrace, sobbing, "Our... our child is gone..."

The words left everyone frozen in place.

Craig’s face turned pale, shocked, he looked at Bai Qiao’s abdomen with heavy pain in his eyes, "Child?"

Beside him, Bai Rong’s reaction was even more intense, her eyes reddened, endlessly wiping Bai Qiao’s tears away, asking distressedly, "Qiaoqiao, how could the child suddenly be gone?"

Witnessing this scene, Wen Shu’s shock was no less than theirs.

Her mind roared, recalling the patch of blood...

When did Bai Qiao have a child, and who kidnapped Bai Qiao? How did they turn it around and frame her?

These things, in the storyline, she indeed did them, but she never intended to truly harm Bai Qiao, and now what’s going on?

Her face stayed calm, but her hand hidden in the sleeve clenched tightly, nails digging deep into her flesh.

"Ashu, you’ll hurt yourself."

Behind her, Nan’s soothing voice sounded.

A warm palm gently and assertively pried open her clenched fingers, firmly holding her hand.

His hand seemed to have a calming power, gradually soothing Wen Shu’s tense heart.

Across from her, Bai Qiao trembled, lifting her hand and pointing straight at her, "It’s Wen Shu, she harmed me! She had people kidnap me, and, and..."

She breathed heavily, angrily clutching her chest, "Dragged me to the dark place! I almost—"

At this point, her words abruptly stopped, too emotional, she fainted backward in Craig’s arms.

After hearing her words, Craig clenched the chair’s back tightly, veins protruding on his hand, his eyes crimson, looking at Wen Shu, "Did you do it?"

The angry question echoed in the barren living room, and everyone’s cold gaze simultaneously turned towards Wen Shu.

Bai Rong, who was usually smiling, had a solemn, taut face, disappointment written in her eyes, "Wen Shu, I know you and Qiaoqiao don’t get along, but what you did is simply too vicious!"