Chapter 377: Only Gratitude
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Once above ground, Yang Wang ordered someone to call Cen Hong.
Yang Ye, however, instructed Tong Sanlang, “Go tell Miss Qiao that it’s hot today. This Prince wants to eat something refreshing for lunch. Let her handle it.”
He was unsure if Qiao Xiaomai knew about the treasure in the secret tunnel. But since they had just sent someone to call for her, would news of the cave make her feel uneasy?
He dismissively thought, assuming she was already anxious and in her worst state of emotion.
He decided to let Tong Sanlang return home and reassure her.
As he watched Tong Sanlang’s graceful lightness in movement, he touched his nose in recognition of his own contradictions. He feared Qiao Xiaomai being deceived, yet he couldn’t help bringing these two together.
Using his lightness skills, Tong Sanlang descended the mountain and headed for the Qiao Family house.
He landed at the entrance of the Qiao’s house, with the courtyard gate open, and instantly saw Qiao Changshun and the two guards sitting under the tree chatting.
Right then, Qiao Changshun happened to look at the entrance and see him. Hurriedly, he stood, “Air, Sanlang, how come you’re here?”
“Prince Wei asked me to find Xiaomai. He said he wants to have something refreshing for lunch and asked her to prepare it,” Tong Sanlang replied.
“Oh,” Qiao Changshun lamented upon hearing this and slapped his thigh. “Xiaomai isn’t feeling well. She’s lying down in the house.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Qiao Xiaomai’s voice echoed from the room. “Is it Brother Sanlang? Come in and help me bandage my wounds!”
Tong Sanlang looked at Qiao Changshun and pointed to Qiao Xiaomai’s room.
Qiao Changshun immediately smiled, “Go in, go in.”
He didn’t mind at all how long these two would stay alone in the room!
Tong Sanlang nodded, smiled courteously at the two guards and stepped into the hall.
Qiao Xiaomai’s room door was closed, so he gently knocked.
The next moment, the room door opened, and a figure plunged into his arms.
Her arms tightly wrapped around his shoulders, the strength of her hug seemingly enough to shatter bones.
Her small face was buried in his neck, wet and warm with her tears.
He took a deep breath and lifted his arms to hold her in return.
When the guard sent by Yang Ye told him that a cave had been discovered on the mountain, it felt like his blood turned to ice.
The moment he feared the most had finally arrived.
At that time, one thought emerged in his mind: to take Qiao Xiaomai away.
His instinct was to use his lightness skills to find Qiao Xiaomai and bring her away from this place of intrigue.
In that moment, he forgot the promise Yang Ye had made, only one thought remained in his mind: to leave, and take Qiao Xiaomai to a safe place.
At the crucial moment, it was Tong Tiehu who pulled him back. Tong Tiehu’s gaze was unusually calm, with no signs of panic in his eyes or face.
This pull and that calm demeanor gave him some new thoughts.
Qiao Xiaomai had a guarantee given by Yang Ye himself, she would be safe.
Looking at his grandfather’s performance at the moment, could it be that he had a backup plan? ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ Nov3lFɪre.ɴet
With these doubts in mind, he followed behind the two guards, walking up the mountain with Tong Tiehu.
While passing by the small river, he encountered Qiao Changshun.
Without any hesitation, he told Qiao Changshun about the situation.
Qiao Xiaomai had to know about this. She needed to be mentally prepared, and to be ready for the worst.
Upon entering the secret tunnel on the mountain, he found that the branch leading to his home had disappeared. His icy blood warmed a bit.
Upon reaching the cellar and seeing that the enormous metal room had vanished into thin air, his icy blood returned to normal.
All he could think of at this point was gratitude.