Whenever Qingjin showed any respect or even the slightest kindness towards her, Wuyue would subtly inquire about the person who had invaded her consciousness.

However, the person in front of them was keeping a far too distance from them. Their unwillingness to talk, interact, or get close was unmistakable. Did they think of them as venomous snakes?

Yan Chiyu leaned closer: "You've been staring at him, did you discover something?"

Wu Yue waved her hand and deliberately lowered her voice: "I'm trying to figure out his identity. The underworld has Black and White Impermanence and Meng Po. He doesn't belong to any of the Ten Kings of Hell, so who could he be? Yan Xiaoyu, after entering the underworld, my perception dropped sharply, and I couldn't sense anything unusual at all."

After she finished speaking, her eyes darted around, "Their presence must have been concealed; we can't detect it at all."

Just as Yan Chiyu was about to comfort her, he heard her mutter to herself, "My brother and the others are not ordinary people. Logically speaking, I shouldn't worry, nor is there any need for me to. But this trip to the underworld makes me a little uneasy. I have a feeling that something is going to happen."

As soon as Wu Yue finished speaking, Qing Jin, who was in front, suddenly turned around to look at them for some reason.

"Gentlemen, the underworld is not like the human world. Stay close. The evil energy of hell is ever-present, sometimes large, sometimes small. You are living people. If you are touched, the consequences will be unimaginable."

Although the words were cold and sarcastic, the underlying meaning was a caring reminder.

Previously, Wu Yue had suspected Qing Jin's strange look when they first met, thinking she was mistaken. Now, she accurately captured the look in his eyes the moment he turned around, and there was no doubt about it; he indeed had some unspeakable feelings for her. Of course, it wasn't any romantic love, but rather an indescribable feeling.

Resisting the urge to rush forward, grab the other person by the collar, and demand an explanation, Wu Yue gave a polite smile, as if she had just received a kind reminder: "Thank you."

She pulled Yan Chiyu along, maintaining social distance.

Qingjin led them through a maze of twists and turns, finally stopping in front of a house. The house was surrounded by a protective barrier, which Qingjin dispelled with a spell before allowing the two of them to enter.

There was only one lantern in front of the house, its warm light almost overflowing, creating a long path paved with what appeared to be real moonlight that stretched all the way to their feet.

Qing Jin had already taken a few steps, but the person beside her remained still. Yan Chiyu turned his head to ask a question, but was immediately stunned.

A gust of wind, seemingly from nowhere, blew an untimely tear down her face.

Wu Yue stared intently at the lantern, her heart clenching instantly, as if bound tightly by a thick hemp rope, or as if a large hand gently cradled her heart and then clenched it painfully.

The embroidered ink painting pattern above the lantern resembles a boy and a little girl holding hands. Their long robes trail like the tail of a starry night, their long sleeves fluttering, and the girl's hair ribbon is also fluttering in the wind. There are no stars, no light, and no one else in the distance, as if only the two of them remain in the world.

A nascent thought flashed through Wu Yue's mind, but the lantern went out instantly, jolting her back from the brink of succumbing to despair.

Qingjin's voice followed: "Guest, please."

Stepping into the house under the moonlight, I found only a table and a chair; there wasn't even a teapot or teacups on the table. It was hard not to wonder if anyone actually lived there. Or was it just a makeshift structure?

Before entering the house, Yan Chiyu tossed a talisman onto the lantern. The talisman wasn't displayed openly; it disappeared into the darkness within a short while.

"sit."

Qingjin, still standing tall and straight, waved her hand and said, "Internship," and the two sat down.

Wu Yue didn't move. "If I may ask, whose lantern is that by the door? I find it quite unique."