"Miss Junjun, how is our leader doing?"
"Big sister, is Brother Fox seriously injured? Could he die?"
"Tsk tsk tsk, don’t talk nonsense, the boss is fine."
Everyone chattered back and forth, quickly forgetting about the fight they were just about to start.
Bai Junjun nodded and said that Li Wenli had only suffered superficial wounds and would recover after some rest.
At this moment, Lady Lin stood up, looking at Bai Junjun with concern.
The reason she had not left until now was to inquire about the Affairs of His Majesty. After all, not many in this world knew about this book, and how could such a young girl as Bai Junjun know unless someone had told her?
Bai Junjun nodded, "I knew you would ask. If I didn’t tell you, you wouldn’t be able to sleep tonight. It’s better to just say it."
Bai Junjun then generously brought her back to Li Wenli’s room.
The crowd was taken aback as they watched Bai Junjun come out and then bring someone back in. They belatedly realized they were a step behind again. Lady Lin, who was there to tell stories, went inside while they were once again left out, frustrating!
After Lady Lin entered the room, she saw that Li Wenli was still sitting on the bed, but his neck was now bandaged, looking much better than before, at least the ghastly wounds were no longer visible.
Moreover, Li Wenli, dressed in white pajamas with his dark long hair draped behind him, retained a youthful beauty.
Lady Lin was momentarily dazzled by the youth’s beauty when suddenly a familiar pendant appeared in front of her.
Lady Lin’s face changed as she looked at the pendant, her emotions surged as she snatched it up, examined it in her palm for a while, and then, trembling, asked, "How come you have this thing?"
Bai Junjun just smiled, not speaking, "May I ask, Lady Lin, how do you recognize this item?"
"This is an item from my sect, I naturally recognize it," said Lady Lin as she also took out a similar pendant from her own belt.
Both pendants came from the same piece of jade.
"How do you have it?" Lady Lin asked again, agitated.
Bai Junjun honestly replied, "It was a gift from a friend."
"A friend?" Lady Lin was startled, "How could he have such young friends? Stop joking."
"It seems Lady Lin and Lame Man Uncle do know each other indeed."
"Lame Man Uncle?" Lady Lin suddenly stood up, sensing something bad, "What exactly happened? What has happened to Ji Shu, is he dead or alive, where is he?"
"Ji Shu?" Bai Junjun and Li Wenli exchanged glances, as they had never heard this name before.
Bai Junjun could only recount the encounter in Death Valley and what they had seen and heard once again.
She mentioned how Lame Man Uncle and others, dragging their maimed bodies, were conscripted to fight in Biluo. They even secretly helped them escape, which was their last encounter.
Lady Lin wept uncontrollably.
"This idiot! This big idiot! How can there be such an idiot in the world!"
A series of "idiot" exclamations conveyed a heart-wrenching sadness.
Bai Junjun’s heart also ached, realizing that Lady Lin and Lame Man Uncle... no, Ji Shu, must indeed have a close relationship.
Lady Lin cried for a while before she managed to control her emotions, and looking up at them with a sorrowful face, she began to tell her own story.
Three years ago, the Mohists were still a hidden sect, living a life isolated from worldly concerns.
However, as wars broke out outside, the sect also started to feel the upheavals.
On normal days, their master would instruct the brothers to "Promote the welfare of the people and Eliminate the Calamities of the People."
The three brothers felt that after years of study under the sect, it was time to serve.