Mind Your Own Business

Zhao Lingfu grew up in luxury, never having suffered any hardships.

She hesitated for a moment.

But in the end, her gaze was firm as she said, "I can bear it!"

The red thread was not short. Once her soul scattered, Chu Yang would naturally no longer be bound by this red thread and could return to the mortal realm.

At the edge.

She closed her eyes and leaped down.

But she didn't plummet into the abyss, consumed by the Ghost Fire.

Someone grabbed her wrist.

Zhao Lingfu was startled, opened her eyes, and saw Chu Yang furrowing his brow, reaching out and gripping her, looking somewhat angry.

"Fourth... Fourth Young Master?" She froze because from Chu Yang's expression, she could tell his consciousness had returned!

"Why are you so foolish?" Chu Yang exerted strength to pull her up.

But besides the Ghost Fire, there were also ancient, indestructible evil spirits sealed in the abyss, enduring the torment of the Ghost Fire without dispersing.