The two walked side by side through the rustling bamboo forest, bathed in the cold moonlight. Their only companions were the starlight and moonlight bestowed by nature, filtering through the sparse, slender leaves, casting long shadows and illuminating their path.
Miku slowly and deliberately moved the prayer beads in his hands. At this moment, his mind was much calmer. He asked, "Gongshu Jiruo, what are your plans?"
The fact that he addressed him by his full name right away showed that Mi Ku was asking him a very serious question.
Gongshu Jiruo didn't beat around the bush and said bluntly, "I want to take her away."
"Do you know what you're saying?" Mi Ku's expression immediately turned cold, and he said decisively, "No, he must stay!"
Gongshu stopped walking and looked up at Mi Ku with a look of his eyes: "I said, I want to take her away."
At this moment, Mi Ku felt as if he were wandering in a biting cold wind, chilled to the bone.
He gripped the prayer beads so tightly that he almost crushed them.
"For Zheng Qing, you're willing to become my enemy?"
Gongshu Jiru remained silent for a moment before letting out a soft sigh: "Miku, whether she is here or not will not affect the final outcome of the war between Julu and Ye..."
Mi Ku interrupted coldly: "Whether the shadow has any effect or not is not up to you to decide, but up to this humble monk's opinion."
"Then let me ask you a question..." Gongshu Ji's clear, glassy eyes were devoid of any warmth as he said indifferently, "Mi Ku, are you willing to become my enemy?"
Upon hearing this, Mi Ku's pupils constricted sharply, and he took a step back in dejection, as if struck by a blow.
The weight of this statement exceeded all his expectations; it was undoubtedly a threat from Gongshu Ji, who intended to use the Gongshu family's influence in the state of Ye to make an enemy of him...
Miku muttered incredulously, "She's too dangerous..."
Gongshu Jiruo said, "I will stay for a few days to help you capture Yuwen Sheng and the others, but after everything has settled down, I will take her back to Ye Kingdom."
"no--"
call out--
In the depths of winter, the land is frozen solid, and even the air seems to solidify into a world of ice and snow.
When Mi Ku came to his senses, he stared wide-eyed at the cold glint approaching his pupils, only to see more than a dozen sharp, deadly weapons already aimed at his vital points.
At this moment, the wind in the bamboo forest suddenly picked up speed and rustled, and it seemed that something even more dangerous was temporarily holding back from moving in the shadows.
The monks who had been quietly following behind heard the commotion and hurriedly ran over. They raised their sticks and glared angrily at Gongshu Jiruo.
"Master Gongshu, release the abbot at once!"
Gongshu Jiruo said to Miku, "Although Wujue Temple is yours, you may have forgotten who built it."
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