Zhou Mu silently lit three incense sticks for Zhang Zhu in his heart.
There was nothing he could do; at this point, he was in dire straits himself and could only shift the blame to Zhang Zhu.
As for how Zhang Zhu would explain things afterward, that was something he couldn't decide.
Moreover, Zhang Zhu holds a relatively high position within the Dragon Clan. As a servant of the Dragon Clan's main family, he enjoys a higher status than ordinary Dragon Clan elders, possessing advantages that ordinary elders cannot match.
They are from the Dragon Clan's main family, meaning they are servants of Jiang Jinyu's lineage. They have access to the power center year-round, which, to some extent, is a huge advantage.
In that case, they must know quite a lot.
At the very least, Zhang Zhu would definitely know about something this important, but whether he would tell anyone was up to him.
Jiang Jinyu realized that Zhang Zhu probably knew some inside information and seemed to be close to the truth, which made her quite excited.
She first took a deep breath to calm her excitement before looking at a corner of the room where the space was slightly distorted and warped, the curvature so small as to be almost imperceptible.
Jiang Jinyu spoke first, "Uncle Zhang."
As the words fell, the arc of the distorted space suddenly deepened, slowly forming a vortex, from which a white figure slowly emerged.
Zhangzhu.
Zhang Zhu, dressed in a long robe, appeared.
He stopped in the shadows, looked up slightly at Jiang Jinyu, and said, "This old servant is here."
"Uncle Zhang, could you please explain to me who Feng Qitong is?" Jiang Jinyu spoke to Zhang Zhu in a somewhat serious tone for the first time.
As Jiang Jinyu's personal bodyguard when she goes out for fun, besides being highly skilled in martial arts, the most important thing is loyalty.
To a certain extent, Zhang Zhu was Jiang Jinyu's loyal follower. If danger arose, or even if Zhang Zhu couldn't handle it, then he would use his own life to protect Jiang Jinyu's safety.
Moreover, Zhang Zhu had watched Jiang Jinyu grow up, from an innocent little girl to the graceful young woman she is today. Compared to others, she was probably more reassuring to the Dragon Clan Chief.
Upon hearing the name Feng Qitong, a fleeting look of surprise crossed Zhang Zhu's face, but it vanished quickly. He remained composed, cupped his hands, and said with his usual respect, "This old servant does not know."
"Uncle Zhang, can you swear that what you're saying right now is the truth?"
Jiang Jinyu was intoxicated and somewhat reckless.
Without hesitation, Zhang Zhu held up three fingers and said with utmost sincerity, "I, Zhang Zhu, swear to heaven that if I have deceived you, Miss, may I be struck by lightning and die a horrible death."
"I swear by my soul."
Jiang Jinyu said coldly.
She stared intently at Zhang Zhu, trying to discern a clue from his weathered face, but to her disappointment, whether Zhang Zhu was hiding it very well or there was no such thing at all, Zhang Zhu showed no remorse whatsoever.
Under the watchful eyes of the others, Zhang Zhu hesitated only slightly before raising his fingers. Unlike before, the three fingers he raised had faint golden spiritual flames burning on them.
"I, Zhang Zhu, swear on my very soul, if..."
"Shut up!" Jiang Jinyu couldn't bear it after all, and just as she was about to say those words, she shouted loudly, interrupting Zhang Zhu.
Without realizing it, Zhang Zhu also breathed a heavy sigh of relief.
He was also gambling, gambling that the girl he had watched grow up wouldn't be so heartless.
Swearing an oath with one's soul is even more vicious than making a poisonous oath, because if one uses one's soul as a wager, there will be divine witnesses in the unseen world, and there is no room for falsehood.
This has been the rule since ancient times on the continent of Kyushu.
If it involves swearing an oath with one's very soul, then it's time to get serious.
There once was a supreme being who had reached the Great Emperor realm and was the undisputed ruler of the Great Thousand Worlds. Having cultivated to the peak, he naturally looked down on everyone.
After swearing an oath with his soul, he destroyed the oath with his own hands. At first, he didn't think much of it, but after a phosphorus-free spiritual fire began to burn from his soul, the emperor fell.
If even a mighty emperor is like this, how much more so a mere holy king?
Jiang Jinyu also saw this, which is why she felt a little reluctant.
In truth, she had some idea of what was going on, but she never expected that her Uncle Zhang would be so stubborn.
"Uncle Zhang, I hope what you said today is true and that you are not lying to me."
Jiang Jinyu looked at Zhang Zhu sincerely.
Faced with such a sincere gaze, Zhang Zhu suddenly felt a lump in his throat and for a moment forgot what to say.
The next day
Jiang Jinyu and Zhou Mu left.
Su Yuan and Ye Ming were still drunk and hadn't woken up. However, Su Yuan happened to look up and saw Zhou Mu's figure gradually disappear from sight before he groggily lowered his head and continued to sleep soundly.
Where do we go now?
Perhaps because she had been trapped in the Dragon Clan's territory for too long, Jiang Jinyu was amazed by everything outside and looked at everything with excitement.
So much so that Zhou Mu explained it to Jiang Jinyu again and again.
Zhou Mu originally suggested using flight points instead of walking. After all, at this level, it's not necessarily about walking. With one step, you can travel hundreds of miles away. The speed is simply astonishing.
The more powerful one can tear through the void, thus reaching the other side of the continent in an instant.
But Jiang Jinyu refused no matter what, so the two of them walked for less than a tenth of the distance, which should have been a journey of at most a quarter of an hour, until it got dark.
As the sun gradually set, Zhou Mu looked helplessly at Jiang Jinyu, who was still extremely excited, and said with some fatigue, "Little ancestor, it's getting dark, we need to find a place to rest."
Jiang Jinyu glared at Zhou Mu, then giggled, "That's such an ambiguous thing to say. How do you want to rest?"
She deliberately feigned deep affection, her eyes filled with seductive allure.
In an instant, Zhou Mu felt a chill run down his spine. He took several steps back until he was sure he was a safe enough distance from Jiang Jinyu. Only then did he hide behind a large tree that could completely block his view, revealing only half his face. He said timidly, "My little ancestor, please don't tease me. I haven't lived enough yet. I don't want to go see the King of Hell so soon... Waaah..."
In the end, he actually burst into tears. As a grown man, he would never have made such an expression unless he was truly terrified.
It's not entirely Zhou Mu's fault; well, it's a long story.
Seeing Zhou Mu's dejected state, Jiang Jinyu, like a deflated balloon, sat down on the ground with a displeased expression, propping her chin on her hands, and said, "This is pointless. I was just joking with you, and you made such a fuss. It's pointless."
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