I was killed by my relatives, and I am reborn to be ruthless.

He Ronger just smiled calmly, as if all this was within her expectations.

She slowly withdrew her hand, her eyes deep and calm, as if to say: "This is what happens when you look down on me."

He Lian'er's face was twisted with unwillingness and anger. The veins on her hand that was tightly gripping the whip bulged, and she raised it high again. The whip shadow drew a sharp arc in the air, as if she wanted to pour all her resentment on He Rong'er.

However, at this critical moment, the tranquility outside the yard was suddenly broken by a sudden sound of breaking wind, like a sharp arrow piercing the sky, with a power that should not be underestimated.

Then, a deep and familiar male voice penetrated the wind and reached everyone's ears clearly: "Who is in the yard? Put down your weapons immediately and surrender!"

This voice was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue for He Lian'er.

Her body suddenly stiffened, a trace of disbelief and panic flashed in her eyes, and she turned around involuntarily to look outside the towering wall, with complex emotions surging in her heart - fear of the upcoming confrontation, as well as shock and complex emotions about the man's appearance.

Without any hesitation, she made a quick decision. She used her agility to turn around lightly, and with the help of the intricate layout of the courtyard, she flashed by like a ghost. Finally, she fled the scene in a panic and haste under the cover of the wall.

Seeing this, He Ronger felt unwilling, but also realized that the situation had changed.

She was about to get up and chase after him, but was stopped by the steady and firm voice of Master Zou from behind: "Rong'er, don't chase!"

Uncle Zou's words revealed unquestionable authority, as well as his concern and protectiveness for He Ronger.

Hearing this, He Ronger had to suppress the resentment and anger in her heart, stopped, and turned to look at Uncle Zou.

Zou Mubai was agile and flew into the yard as lightly as a fallen leaf. He landed steadily in the yard, bringing up a breeze that blew away the slightly tense atmosphere.

As soon as he stood still, he saw a strange man following closely behind him. The two of them walked in tacit and coordinated steps, and it was obvious that they had a close relationship.

The strange man was dressed in a black robe with fluttering sleeves, and his figure was tall and straight, standing like a pine or cypress.

His long hair was tied up into a high bun, revealing his smooth forehead and deep eyes. His face was cold and resolute, exuding an inviolable majesty.

Even standing behind such an imposing figure as Zou Mubai, he does not seem inferior at all. Instead, he has his own unique charm that cannot be ignored.

He Ronger's eyes fell on the man's face, and she couldn't help but feel a little confused.

She was sure that she had never seen this person before, but for some reason, she felt a familiar feeling in her heart, as if there was some kind of inexplicable connection between the two of them. This feeling confused her, but she couldn't help but want to explore the truth.

She frowned slightly and looked back and forth at the man, trying to find a clue from his behavior and expression.

The man's originally stern face seemed to be brushed by a warm spring breeze when his eyes met He Ronger's face. The frost melted instantly, and his eyes flashed with irrepressible excitement and tenderness.

The emotion was complex and profound, as if the joy of reunion after a long separation was intertwined with disbelief, making his breathing involuntarily quicken.

However, he seemed to realize something and quickly suppressed his emotions. He tried his best to restrain himself and did not dare to step forward rashly, for fear of breaking this sudden beautiful illusion.

He turned his head slightly, looking at Zou Mubai with a questioning look in his eyes, and his voice was soft but trembling with an imperceptible tremor: "Is it really her?"

Zou Mubai nodded gently with his usual calmness, and that simple action contained endless affirmation and comfort.

After getting confirmation, the man finally plucked up the courage and slowly walked towards He Ronger.

Although his steps were steady, each one seemed to carry a heavy burden, as if each step crossed the gap of time and brought him to this moment that had been haunting him.

He stretched out his hands, palms slightly open, as if wanting to touch the long-lost warmth, but was afraid that it was just a dream that would shatter with the slightest touch.

However, He Ronger's reaction was beyond his expectations.

She leaned back slightly, cleverly avoiding the hands that were about to hold her, her eyes full of confusion and vigilance.

She didn't understand why this man who suddenly appeared would behave like this towards her, and she couldn't help but feel a little wary.

"You... are you?"

There was a hint of confusion and wariness in He Ronger's voice. She looked at the man in front of her carefully, trying to search for any clues about him from her memory, but the result was a blank.

The man's movement froze in mid-air due to He Ronger's dodging. Realizing his gaffe, he quickly withdrew his hands, an embarrassed and apologetic smile on his face.

"I'm sorry," he said sincerely, "you look so much like an old friend of mine that I almost thought I had traveled back in time and met her again. Please forgive my abruptness."

His words were full of sincerity and apology, which made He Ronger relax her guard a little.

She looked at the man carefully. Although she had many questions in her mind, she could vaguely feel the sincerity and affection in his words. Perhaps there was some kind of unfinished fate between them, but she was not fully aware of it at the moment.

Zou Mubai walked up to the man and patted him gently on the shoulder. That action showed both the joy of meeting an old friend and the emotion for the difficult times in the past.

He turned to He Rong'er and introduced her in a calm and warm tone: "Rong'er, this is Fei Xiuwen, a close friend I haven't seen for many years."

He really wanted to reveal Fei Xiuwen's true identity, but he was afraid of arousing He Ronger's suspicion, so he could only introduce him this way.

Zou Mubai's words were concise and to the point, but only he knew how hard he had worked to find him over the past ten years.

In the past ten years, he has traveled thousands of miles just to find the traces of Fei Xiuwen and several other junior brothers. Every disappointment and setback never made him give up hope.

Today, at this unexpected moment, the two finally met again. This joy and excitement was something he had not experienced in many years.

If he hadn't forced Xu Chong back to the dense forest where he picked up the jade pendant, he would probably have missed Xiu Wen.

Fei Xiuwen's name echoed in He Ronger's ears. Although she didn't know this person, she could feel that Zou Mubai had extraordinary feelings for him.

She smiled and nodded, casting a friendly look at Fei Xiuwen, trying to feel the friendship that transcends time and space from this strange yet familiar friend.