This set Qiao Mu off like a cannon, and she rushed over to beat You Xin with her fists. “He hasn’t died. He’s not dead, he’s not dead!”


  “He is dead!!” You Xin stiffened her spine and rebutted, “It’s too late to save these people. You’re simply just wasting your energy! Those people won’t come back to life even if you beat me to death today! You told me ‘in my dreams’ earlier. These words, I now give back to you!”


  Qiao Mu was shaken up. She slowly released her grip and curled up into a ball, burying her petite face into her arms. “You’re right. I’m the useless one. It’s all my fault for being useless, useless… It’s my fault, it’s all my fault.”


  She cried like a baby, curling up into a fetal position.

  Her voice was choked with sobs, and her drooping shoulders were shaking. Her mind was in a tangled mess.

  You Xin was stunned, and she kicked Qiao Mu lightly with a solemn face. “Get up! Where did the complacency you used to diss me for being a retard go? The arrogance with which you threw out Mentor Cao?”


  Yet Qiao Mu ignored her, wishing for nothing more than to bury her head into the ground.

  Mo Lian’s heart ached to no end seeing her self-reproach. He quickly scooped the little lady up in his arms and glared fumingly at You Xin.

  “Don’t be scared, Qiaoqiao. Don’t be scared.” Mo Lian patted her back and murmured, “The deceased have departed. Everything will pass on. What we have to do is uncover the demented mastermind and make them pay the deserved price.”


  “There’s still a child here.” Duanmu Qing suddenly strode over while carrying a child who was as skinny as a monkey.

  Mo Lian took the child from Duanmu Qing and handed her to Qiaoqiao.

  Qiao Mu hastily wiped her tears and began to treat the injuries on the girl’s body before feeding her several mouthfuls of nutrient fluid.

  Only after finishing did she look up. “She’ll live.”


  This child had probably just been brought here. Even though she was emaciated, at least her limbs were still sound and she hadn’t gotten dissected.

  “Alright, after we get out of here, we’ll find a good foster family for her. She will definitely grow up healthily and happily,” Crown Prince Mo said with a nod.

  Qiao Mu nodded. She subconsciously hugged this scrawny child tightly.

  Mo Lian looked up and said, “The scent here is foul. Let’s take a break outside.”


  Everybody had no objections. After witnessing a tragedy, they moved quietly, and neither did they yap at each other…


  One mentor sighed with emotion. “LIfe really is fragile.”


  After going outside, Qiao Mu turned around to look at that prison that was glowing with a purple light. She knew that this was the result of Mo Lian cremating the corpses.