The voice was extremely soft, unlike that of an ordinary person; it must belong to someone like Jin Zijin, who possesses skills akin to Qinggong.
Jin Zijin? Gu Youyou suddenly widened her eyes. Could it be him who had followed her?
Abao was sleeping outside, and since Abao didn’t bark or react, she couldn’t think of anyone other than Jin Zijin who it could be!
At this moment, Gu Youyou’s heart was in turmoil. Clearly, she was restless tonight and felt somewhat reluctant to just walk away. Yet, she must force herself to clearly separate from Jin Zijin.
To her, Jin Zijin was too mysterious, and she knew nothing about him.
Now that he was here, she didn’t know whether to throw him out or to pretend she didn’t notice anything.
Alas! After thinking it over, she decided to go with the flow and pretend to be asleep.
Gu Youyou closed her eyes again, her breathing steady, as she feigned sleep.
The door was pushed open, and faint footsteps approached the bedchamber, stopping beside her bed.
"Heh..." That person chuckled, and only then did Gu Youyou realize it wasn’t Jin Zijin who had come. It seemed to be... the man from the coffin?
How did he make his way here when Jin Zijin was looking for him everywhere?
Gu Youyou was filled with surprise, holding her breath, every pore on her body tensing up.
What was he here for? This man was no less dangerous than Jin Zijin!
"You are indeed still alive," the man said with a light laugh.
Gu Youyou gave no reaction, her eyes tightly shut as she continued to feign sleep.
"Still pretending?" The man coldly spat out two words.
Taken aback, Gu Youyou couldn’t keep up the act anymore. She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself.
She turned over, wrapping herself tightly in the thin quilt, and sat up again.
The weather was hot, and she was wearing only a light undergarment that was somewhat transparent. Knowing that this man had excellent night vision in the dark, and since people in ancient times were quite particular, she decided to follow the local customs.
The man appeared to be in good spirits, and normal. He looked clean and transparent like crystal, as if not belonging to this worldly existence.
"How did you end up here? My husband is searching for you everywhere. You should leave quickly."
"Your husband?" The man raised his eyebrows in surprise, thought for a moment, and then said with a raised eyebrow, "Are you talking about that man from Heavenly Mountain?"
Gu Youyou nodded and hastily said, "Yes, you know he won’t let you off. You better leave quickly; he will be back any minute."
The man wore a look of disbelief, his expression dazed, and he seemed somewhat lost as he stared at Gu Youyou for a good while, not making any move.
Abao, who was sleeping outside, cautiously peered in from the doorway, his bright wolf eyes shining like little lamps, emitting a greenish glow.
The corner of Gu Youyou’s mouth twitched as she glanced at the man who was lost in thought and then glared at Abao.
Such an insensitive fellow. Although we spent several days in the ancient tomb, couldn’t you tell that your master and this gentleman are not from the same world?
Well, of course, neither was he on the same side as Jin Zijin.
The man seemed lost in thought, his face showing confusion.
"If he is your husband, why did you help me back in the mountain?" he suddenly asked.
Gu Youyou chuckled dryly, recalling her own situation with some resignation, and said, "Consider it empathy, pitying you as well as myself."
She shouldn’t have spoken like that, but as memories flooded back, she couldn’t help but speak her mind.
The man looked at her cynically, then mocked, "So, in reality, you’re just like me, nothing but a tool being used. And yet... Do you still acknowledge him as your husband?"
Gu Youyou’s mind was a bit muddled. What did he mean by this?
"Why don’t you come with me instead?" he proposed.