Chapter Ninety-One: The Man Really Ran Away

After the three of them got up, they could not remember what had happened in between, only that they still had no idea where Gu Zhiheng had gone.

They searched every place Gu Zhiheng could possibly have gone, but they still could not find him anywhere.

They called Liu Er to ask, but he did not know where Gu Zhiheng might have gone either.

North, south, east, and west turned up nothing. The Gu family restaurant was empty, and they even searched Jiacheng University.

Ding-dong.

Mo Han’s phone received a message.

The message said: If you want to save Gu Zhiheng, bring the jade token of the Chu family to exchange for him. If you do not come within three hours, we will kill him.

The next line said: Apart from you and that woman, Chu Xingran, do not bring anyone else. Otherwise, if anything happens to Gu Zhiheng, we cannot guarantee the consequences.

Mo Han replied: What jade token? We do not know. Can you tell us the address?

The message showed as sent, but remained unread.

Mo Han sent two more messages, but the prompt said the other side had already deleted him.

“Chen Yuan, go find Liu Er and tell him that Gu Zhiheng has been kidnapped.” Mo Han clenched his phone, his face dark as ink.

The other side clearly knew all of them, and knew them very well.

As for the jade token, they did not even know what this so-called Chu family token was. What were they supposed to use to trade for a person?

“The jade token... it seems to be the clan leader’s token, but that thing has been lost somewhere for ages.” Chu Xingran glanced at Mo Han, though her heart was worried for Gu Zhiheng.

How could he have been kidnapped? No matter how she thought about it, something about this felt off. After all, Gu Zhiheng’s cultivation was already higher than theirs.

“When Liu Er left, wasn’t he carrying something that looked like the jade token? Could that be what they want? Hurry and call Liu Er to ask.” Chen Yuan, who had already turned to leave, suddenly looked back and said this. Mo Han immediately took out his phone and called Liu Er.

Unfortunately, the phone was already turned off.

“No good, his phone is off. Go to the bureau and find him. Ah Ran and I will go look for Gu Zhiheng.” Mo Han sent a message on his phone, then left directly with Chu Xingran.

While the others were busy searching for him, Gu Zhiheng was sitting on the sofa in a villa, legs crossed, leisurely drinking tea.

Across from him sat Jing Shushu, as well as a woman Gu Zhiheng did not know.

Gu Zhiheng remained composed, showing no sign of panic or fear after being kidnapped.

He looked so relaxed that anyone who did not know better would think he was sitting in his own home, drinking tea and chatting idly with guests.

“Chu Zhaoan, six hundred and twenty-three years old, the one hundred and thirty-fourth head of the Chu family, who committed suicide on the one hundred and eighth day of her tenure.” He lifted his teacup, took a sip, and looked up at the woman opposite him.

“You are the eldest sister of my sister. I suppose I should address you that way too, though I am not very willing.” His tone was faint, giving nothing away. The two women across from him wore expressions of impatience.

They had kidnapped Gu Zhiheng today only to retrieve the jade token that symbolized the head of the Chu family. They had no intention of hurting him.

“Gu Zhiheng, I do not want to make things difficult for you. Once I get the jade token, I will let you go.” Chu Zhaoan frowned as she spoke, then fell silent.

Jing Shushu did not say a word from beginning to end. She only stared blankly at Gu Zhiheng, at a man who bore some resemblance to Gu Mojiang.

She did not know whether what she was doing was right. She only knew that she did not want to die, and she did not want to meet Gu Mojiang.

What did the past have to do with her? She did not want to be involved in any of it. She only wanted to live her own life in peace.

But troubles always found her, and for the sake of her own life, she had no choice but to do things she was unwilling to do, just like now.

“Jing Shushu, you did not heed a single warning from Liu Er, so you cannot blame me for what happens next.” Gu Zhiheng set down the teacup in his hand, and a cruel light began to churn in his eyes.

“I did not want it to be like this either, but why would he not trust me? What does your backlash have to do with me? Why must everything be my fault!” Hearing Gu Zhiheng’s words, Jing Shushu suddenly lost control and shouted at him.

It was clearly someone else who was at fault. What did it have to do with her? She had done nothing wrong. She had committed no sin.

“Heh. Dare to say you did not deliberately leak your own merit? Dare to say you did not deliberately burn the illusion incense in the living room?” Playing innocent, playing pitiful—did she really think everyone else was a fool?

Gu Zhiheng stood up and kicked the tea table in front of him aside, staring fiercely at Jing Shushu.

If she dared utter another word, he would not mind taking her spiritual core today.

What if Liu Er protected her? If Liu Er dared interfere, Gu Zhiheng would not mind dealing with him as well.

“Jing Shushu, do you know why Gu Mojiang was unwilling to marry you?” Gu Zhiheng suddenly laughed, his gaze full of mockery as he looked at Jing Shushu.

“He obviously loved you very much, and cared for you very much, yet he simply would not marry you. Tell me, is that not ridiculous?”

“It was because he believed you would always be nothing more than a vixen, only fit to be a toy for amusement and diversion, forever something unfit to be seen in public.”

“Do you really think he believed every word you said? Do you really think there was no trace of his wife in his heart? Do you really think there was no place in his heart for all living beings under heaven?”

What a joke. A beast is a beast.

No matter how well it imitates human ways, no matter how much it learns of joy and sorrow, desire and restraint, it will always remain a beast.

“Have you been in the mortal world for so long that you forgot you were a beast? How could a human ever be with a beast?” Hahaha. His ridicule pierced Jing Shushu’s heart like a sharpened thorn.

Impossible, impossible!

Everything Gu Zhiheng said was false. Gu Mojiang loved her. He wanted to marry her!

Yes, that had to be it. What did Gu Zhiheng know? So many centuries had passed; he did not understand anything and was speaking nonsense.

“Ask Chu Zhaoan whether Gu Mojiang also told her he loved her and would marry her, whether he whispered to her in the stillness of the night, wrapped around her in intimacy, that he would accompany her for a lifetime!” Gu Zhiheng’s words struck ear after ear, and Jing Shushu’s last trace of strength shattered as well.

Why? Why was it like this? This was all a lie!

“You wretch. You were my best sister—how could you steal my man!” Slap. With that one blow, even the bond of sisterhood was broken.

“That is enough. He has been dead for so many years—why bring up these things now!” Chu Zhaoan glared at Gu Zhiheng in fury. How did he know all this?

These matters should have been known only to her and Gu Mojiang himself. How could they be spoken by anyone else five hundred years later?

“All right, I will not keep the two of you company any longer. Farewell!”

As soon as the words fell, he vanished as well.

Now things were good and done: the matter had been exposed, the two women had turned on each other, and Gu Zhiheng had truly escaped.

After all the uproar, they had only succeeded in ruining their own relationship, and gotten nothing at all.