Otherworld Advance Team
Chapter 1602 - 1595: After Darkness, Comes the Dawn

Chapter 1602: Chapter 1595: After Darkness, Comes the Dawn

"Are you going to stop me as well?" Huayu Ling was far less courteous with the servant girl, and immediately asked sternly.

"Not at all," the servant girl promptly lowered her head in apology, carefully adding, "But Young Master, the matter is of great importance, we must not act rashly."

"What other choice do I have," tears glimmered in Huayu Ling’s eyes as she was almost driven to cry, "the whole family is under that person’s control, what can I do now."

"Young Master..." The servant girl looked at Huayu Ling with a face full of sorrow, then turned her head and pleaded, "Manor Lord, please do not inform the master, otherwise, the Young Master might..."

"I have no interest in your family affairs, you can handle it however you like, just don’t trouble us." Cheng Ziang shrugged helplessly.

"Thank you so much, Manor Lord..." The servant girl sniffled, slowly raising her head to meet Cheng Ziang’s gaze with her sparkling eyes.

The moment he saw her eyes, Cheng Ziang was immediately taken aback and asked unconsciously, "Do we know each other?"

"What is the Manor Lord talking about?" The servant girl asked with a tilted head, looking puzzled.

"No, nothing, forgive my presumption..." Cheng Ziang waved his hands as his mind plunged back into confusion.

"Are you leaving or not, do you also wish to betray me?" Huayu Ling urged impatiently.

"I take my leave, Manor Lord," the servant girl bowed deeply once more, and when she raised her eyes, she said solemnly, "Manor Lord, better not get involved in their family affairs."

"Hm?" Cheng Ziang unwittingly froze.

The servant girl didn’t speak further; instead, she gave a faint smile and then followed Huayu Ling into the shadows of the corner, disappearing from sight shortly after.

"That woman..." Cheng Ziang caught a glimpse of a trinket accidentally exposed at her waist and felt it was familiar, but couldn’t recall where he had seen it.

Soon after they left, Tangmo and others arrived, directly asking Cheng Ziang upon seeing him, "What happened, has someone infiltrated?"

"Don’t be so nervous, it’s just a small fry." Cheng Ziang waved his hand and said with a bitter smile.

He then roughly recounted his conversation with Huayu Ling. Whether intentionally or not, he completely overlooked the servant girl’s mysterious behavior, even going so far as to think Huayu Ling had come alone.

After listening to Cheng Ziang’s recount, Baiyue said with a serious face, "But I definitely saw two figures just now, how come there’s only one?"

"Two? Did you see wrong?" Cheng Ziang asked in surprise.

"How many people came?" Tangmo asked, turning to Feng.

"I don’t know." Feng lowered his head, thinking, then suddenly shook his head vigorously.

"Why are you like this too..." Tangmo couldn’t help but furrow his brow.

"I’m sorry..." Feng said, lowering his head apologetically.

"Wait," Hu Daoke, who had been listening, seemed to realize something and blinked as he said, "isn’t this situation just like Fog Concealment Skill?"

"Fog Concealment Skill!?" Upon hearing the name, Cheng Ziang instantly reacted, immediately smacking his forehead in frustration.

"Damn, I’ve been fooled again, I didn’t even ask for her name!" Cheng Ziang gritted his teeth in annoyance.

"Big brother, it seems like you’ve never broken through the Fog Concealment Skill before..." Hu Daoke murmured with a solemn tone.

"If it was the Fog Concealment Skill, then that woman must be Hun Jiansi, right?" Tangmo mused, frowning.

"Why would Hun Jiansi join forces with Huayu Ling? She’s from the Heterogeneous Hall," Baiyue asked out of curiosity.

"Could it be that the Heterogeneous Hall wants to meddle in the Huayu Family’s affairs?" Hu Daoke also began to ponder.

"That’s not right, I remember the Huayu Family is under the influence of the Wen Family, and the Huayu Ting obeys the Emperor’s Sect..." Baiyue retorted.

"No," at this moment, Cheng Ziang waved his hand and said, "Huayu Ting does not fully devote loyalty to the Emperor’s Sect. He is an opportunist, siding with whomever benefits him the most. Given the current situation, with the Wen Family having the upper hand, he aligns with the Wen Family."

"So could there be a possibility that the Heterogeneous Hall wants to use the Huayu Ling to intervene in the Huayu Family’s internal affairs, and thereby achieve complete control over Huayu Ting?" Tangmo put forth a thought, "Now that everyone is suspecting Huayu Ting of patricide, if we can find reliable evidence to prove it, it would undoubtedly be unfavorable for Huayu Ting."

"But the crux of the matter is, did Huayu Ting really commit patricide?" Baiyue presented a new point of view, "All our guesses are ultimately just conjectures and can’t even be used as evidence in court. To prove that Huayu Ting committed patricide, we must have substantial proof."

"Isn’t this enough?" Hu Daoke asked, puzzled, "Having the motive, having the strength, wouldn’t anyone do such a thing?"

"But we’re talking about patricide, do you know what patricide means," Cheng Ziang sighed and said as he looked at him, "It’s like if you killed Luo’er; Luo’er has been so good to you, even if you had a thousand reasons, I believe you would still have a hard time going through with it."

"Why always bring up me and the boss as examples!" Hu Daoke glared at him in dissatisfaction.

"So, where’s the evidence," Tangmo spread his hands and said, "We’ve already said we won’t interfere with the Huayu Family’s internal matters, which, to a certain extent, means we’ve cut off the chance to find evidence."

As soon as these words were spoken, the scene suddenly fell into silence. However, the silence did not last long, as they soon felt the magic in the air fluctuate. Following that, Liseya’s beautiful yet frightening figure simply appeared out of thin air, swirling around Cheng Ziang’s head, with the glowing light illuminating every person present.

"Eh, how did Liseya come out?" Although they were used to it, suddenly seeing Liseya’s figure, everyone was still startled.

"Does she want to say something?" Cheng Ziang lifted his head, and as soon as he made eye contact with Liseya, he sensed her pitiful gaze.

"Don’t look at me like that, after all, it’s the Fog Concealment Skill..." Perhaps due to a heartfelt connection, even though Liseya didn’t say a word, Cheng Ziang felt shame under her gaze and lowered his head.

Hearing his words, Liseya shook her head, her silvery hair shining and glistening as if expressing helplessness. Then, she spiraled upward, her form gradually fading into the night sky.

"What in the world is she trying to do?" Tangmo stared at Cheng Ziang, dumbfounded, and asked.

"How would I know, after all, she’s an elderly person, her thoughts are hard to guess..." Cheng Ziang shrugged and said.

After a while, the magic in the air fluctuated again, and suddenly, Fulajie’er’s glowing figure appeared. She seemed to be chased by something, flying around the people in circles, and with a plaintive cry said: "Cheng Ziang, quickly make your grandmother stop, why is she constantly chasing me!"

"What is this all about?" Cheng Ziang appeared at a loss, unsure of what to do.

"Alright, I give up, what exactly do you want to do?" Fulajie’er seemed to have decided to give up, she simply stopped and said with a put-upon tone.

"You, a ghost, are actually afraid of another ghost," Hu Daoke said, looking at her.

"But I’m a girl!" Fulajie’er rebutted unconvincingly.

"Liseya is a girl too..." Hu Daoke said, speechlessly.

After Fulajie’er stopped, Liseya’s figure also quickly appeared, and then the two tangled together, leaving the people watching dumbfounded.

The entwined spirits were like two glow lamps wrapped around each other, but one plus one did not make two—the light they produced together did not increase much, as the glow was merely an accessory.

The two spirits tangled for over a minute, and Fulajie’er’s body was completely wrapped in Liseya’s long hair.

After about three minutes, Liseya’s figure simply disappeared into thin air, releasing Fulajie’er who floated in mid-air like a butterfly emerging from its chrysalis, seemingly still in shock.

"Hey, Xiao Fula, are you okay?" Hu Daoke asked with concern.

"She told me..." Fulajie’er, who had been startled awake, had a dazed look in her eyes and stammered.

"What did she tell you?" Hu Daoke asked, puzzled.

"She told me about the tragedy of the Huayu Family." Unexpectedly, Fulajie’er’s words came as a shock.