It's time for Chen Hao to descend into the Netherworld.

Upon mention of Chen Hao, the woman immediately perked up, causing Zhao Chong's expression to turn bitter.

He silently observed her face, which, despite tens of thousands of years, remained as beautiful as ever.

By the riverside, Lin Huashan curiously gazed toward the woods, eager to see what the woman looked like.

Noticing her looking around, Niu Tou cleared his throat and said, "Girl, it's better not to look at things you shouldn't, lest you bring trouble upon yourself."

"Uncle Niu Tou," Lin Huashan earnestly called to Niu Tou, "do you know who that woman wearing the mask is?"

"It's best not to ask questions you shouldn't ask!" Niu Tou's tone grew cold.

Lin Huashan immediately looked disappointed and forlorn, then shifted her gaze to Zhou Ke, and cautiously whispered, "Clan Leader Zhou, what about you?"

"Girl, there are things you're better off not knowing," Zhou Ke immediately interjected, "When it's time for you to know, Family Leader Zhao will naturally let you know."