End of the World Crisis, My Husband is from Ancient Times

The faint sounds coming from the cave became clearer and clearer. Teng Junze held his breath, moved closer to the cave entrance, and finally heard the conversation inside.

"Is everything ready?" asked an old voice.

"Everything is ready, Elder," another voice replied respectfully.

"Very good," the old voice said with a hint of coldness, "We must succeed this time, otherwise we will all die."

Teng Junze felt a chill in his heart, and the content of this conversation made him feel uneasy.

He realized that the secrets of Qingfeng Villa were far more complicated and dangerous than he had imagined.

He quietly took a few steps back and decided to go back and tell Fan Mengmeng about this.

At the same time, modern Fan Mengmeng is enduring malicious slander from Xiaohong in the company.

"I don't know what kind of seductive tricks she used, but Mr. Lin, who is so rich, is so attentive to her," Xiaohong whispered to a few colleagues, "I think she is not a good person at all."

"That's right, she pretends to be innocent all day long, but who knows what kind of person she is behind the scenes." Another colleague echoed.

When Fan Mengmeng heard these words, she felt extremely aggrieved.

She just wanted to do her job well, but she suffered such slander for no reason.

She took a deep breath, tried to control her emotions, pretended not to hear and continued working.

After Teng Junze returned to the modern era, he immediately found Fan Mengmeng and told her the conversation he heard outside the cave.

"It seems that the trouble we are facing is bigger than we imagined." Teng Junze looked solemn.

Fan Mengmeng also realized the seriousness of the matter, but she did not back down.

"No matter what, we must find out the truth." Her eyes were full of determination.

"I will protect you." Teng Junze held Fan Mengmeng's hand tightly to give her strength.

After discussing it, the two decided to go to Qingfeng Villa again the next day for a deeper investigation. Teng Junze planned to enter the mysterious cave alone to find out what was going on.

The next day, Teng Junze came to the cave entrance again under the cover of night.

This time, he didn't hesitate and slipped directly into the cave.

It was pitch black in the cave, and you couldn't see your fingers.

Teng Junze groped his way forward, and the cold and damp touch of the cave wall made him shiver.

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, a faint light appeared ahead.

Teng Junze quickened his pace and walked towards the light.

The light grew brighter and brighter, and finally, he came to a spacious cave.

There is a stone table in the center of the cave, with an oil lamp on the table, emitting a dim light.

There were a few books and scrolls scattered around the stone table.

Teng Junze approached the stone table cautiously, picked up a scroll and unfolded it.

There were some strange symbols and words recorded on the scroll. Teng Junze carefully identified them and found that these words were similar to those in the ancient books he had seen in the study in Qingfeng Villa before.

He was moved. Could it be that these words recorded the secrets of Qingfeng Villa?

Just as he was concentrating on studying the words on the scroll, a noise suddenly came from the depths of the cave... "Who's there?" A gloomy voice echoed in the cave.

Teng Junze held his breath and turned slowly.

Under the dim light, a tall, sinister-looking old man walked out slowly. He was the mysterious old man who had appeared in Qingfeng Villa before.

Behind the old man were two men in black, holding shining swords in their hands, and looking murderous.

"I didn't expect you to find this place." The old man smiled sinisterly, with a hint of surprise in his tone, but more of contempt.

"It seems I underestimated you."

Teng Junze calmly put the scroll into his arms, glanced at the old man and the man in black behind him, and quickly thought of a countermeasure in his mind.

He knew that he had to stay calm in order to find a chance to escape.

"Elder, this kid is sneaking around and definitely has bad intentions. Why don't you let me kill him..." A man in black stepped forward and made a gesture of wiping his neck, his tone full of ruthlessness.

"No hurry," the old man raised his hand to stop the man in black, "I still have something to ask him." He approached Teng Junze step by step, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

Teng Junze forced himself to remain calm and said coldly, "I'm just a passerby who stumbled into this place by mistake."

"A passerby?" the old man sneered. "Do you think I'll believe your nonsense? The clothes you're wearing are not something an ordinary person can afford." He stared at Teng Junze with a sharp gaze. "Tell me, who sent you here?"

Teng Junze knew that no matter what he said, the old man would not believe it.

He took a deep breath and decided to strike first.

He flashed and attacked with lightning speed, striking the man in black closest to him with a palm.

The man in black was caught off guard and was hit in the chest by Teng Junze's palm, sending him flying backwards.

Seeing this, the other man in black immediately swung his knife at Teng Junze.

Teng Junze dodged sideways, snatched the knife from the man in black, and stabbed the man in black with a backhand blow.

When the old man saw Teng Junze's extraordinary skills, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

He stepped back and clapped his hands.

Four more men in black came out from the depths of the cave and surrounded Teng Junze.

Teng Junze fought alone against many, yet he was not at a disadvantage. He danced with his sword so tightly that the men in black could not get close to him.

During the fierce battle, Teng Junze's eyes swept across the books and scrolls on the stone table, and his heart moved.

He deliberately exposed a flaw to lure a man in black closer, and then took the opportunity to push the man in black towards the stone table.

The man in black bumped into the stone table, knocking over the oil lamp on the table. The flames spread instantly, igniting the books and scrolls on the table.

"Not good!" the old man exclaimed. He knew the importance of these books and scrolls, and quickly ordered the men in black to put out the fire.

Teng Junze took advantage of the chaos, broke out of the encirclement and escaped from the cave.

Meanwhile, in modern times, Fan Mengmeng is facing the biggest embarrassment in her life.

Under the gaze of all his colleagues in the company, Mr. Lin knelt on one knee, holding flowers in his hand, and proposed to her affectionately.

"Mengmeng, marry me! I will make you happy!" Master Lin said loudly, his voice full of confidence.

The colleagues around started to talk about it, some were envious, some were jealous, and some were gloating.

Fan Mengmeng's face flushed red. She had never expected that Master Lin would propose to her on such an occasion.

"I..." Fan Mengmeng opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Just then, Fan Mengmeng's phone rang. She glanced at the caller ID and saw it was Teng Junze.

"Mengmeng, I have something very important to tell you..." Teng Junze's voice was filled with anxiety.

Fan Mengmeng was in a state of confusion. Mr. Lin's proposal was like a bomb, which blew a huge hole in her peaceful life.

The whispers of her colleagues around her came like a tide, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.

She subconsciously clenched her phone and answered Teng Junze's call, as if she had grabbed a life-saving straw.

"Mengmeng, I found out some things..." Teng Junze's voice came from the other end of the phone, with a barely perceptible tremor, "About that evil force, they..." His words stopped abruptly, followed by a chaotic sound, as if it was the sound of fighting.

"Junze? Junze! Are you okay?" Fan Mengmeng's heart suddenly tightened, and a strong sense of uneasiness surged in her heart.

Teng Junze's rapid breathing came from the other end of the phone, "I'm fine, but... you must be careful, they may have already set their sights on you."

After hanging up the phone, Fan Mengmeng's face was pale and her hands and feet were cold.

Teng Junze's words echoed in her ears, making her realize that she was in danger.

Master Lin was still looking at her lovingly, waiting for her reply. The eyes of his colleagues around her were also focused on her, as if they were waiting for a good show.

Fan Mengmeng took a deep breath and tried to stay calm.

She couldn't panic, she had to solve the current dilemma first.

"Mr. Lin, thank you, but I cannot accept your proposal." Fan Mengmeng's voice was soft but firm and unquestionable.

Master Lin's face turned ugly in an instant. He didn't expect Fan Mengmeng to reject him in public.

Colleagues around her also began to talk, and all kinds of speculations and rumors buzzed in her ears.

Fan Mengmeng ignored the discussions around her. Her eyes fell on a sneaky figure in the crowd - it was her colleague Xiaohong, who had always been jealous of her and secretly provided information about her to Master Lin.

Fan Mengmeng sneered in her heart, it was time to reveal Xiaohong's true face.

"I know who is behind this." Fan Mengmeng's voice was not loud, but it was loud enough for everyone present to hear.

She walked towards Xiaohong step by step, her eyes sharp as a torch. "Xiaohong, do you have anything else to say?"

Xiaohong's face turned pale and her eyes flickered. She wanted to explain but didn't know how to speak.

Fan Mengmeng took out her cell phone and played a recording, which was a conversation between her and Xiaohong. It clearly recorded how Xiaohong maliciously slandered her and how she tried to sow discord between her and Mr. Lin.

The evidence was conclusive and Xiaohong could no longer make excuses.

The company's top management immediately made a decision to fire Xiaohong and impose corresponding punishment on her.

Watching Xiaohong leave in disgrace, Fan Mengmeng did not feel a bit of pleasure in her heart. Instead, she became more worried about Teng Junze's safety.

At the same time, in ancient times, Teng Junze looked at the letter related to evil forces in his hand, worried about Fan Mengmeng's safety, and at the same time became more determined to cancel the engagement.

He clutched the letter tightly in his hand, his knuckles turning white.

"I will never compromise." Teng Junze said in a low voice, with a hint of determination in his eyes.

He turned and strode towards the family ancestral hall. He knew that a storm was about to come.

He pushed open the heavy door of the ancestral hall and saw his father sitting upright with a gloomy face.

"You're here." Father Teng's voice was low and majestic. "You know why I want to see you."

"I know." Teng Junze looked directly into his father's eyes without fear. "About the engagement."

"Are you determined to cancel the engagement?" Father Teng's voice was filled with suppressed anger.

"Yes." Teng Junze's tone was firm, "I have someone in my heart."

Father Teng stood up suddenly and dropped the teacup in his hand heavily to the ground, with fragments flying everywhere.

"You..." He pointed at Teng Junze, his fingers trembling, "You are actually willing to give up the interests of the family and your responsibilities for a woman of unknown origin!"

"She's not a woman of unknown origin!" Teng Junze's voice also rose a few degrees. "She is..." He paused and did not say Fan Mengmeng's name. "I love her."

"Ridiculous!" Teng's father roared. "Are you trying to piss me off to death? I'm telling you, if you insist on breaking off the engagement, I'll sever our father-son relationship!"

Teng Junze's face turned pale instantly. He didn't expect his father to say such a thing...

Inside the ancestral hall, the scent of sandalwood curled up, but it could not mask the tense atmosphere in the air.

Father Teng was furious, his finger trembling as he pointed at Teng Junze: "Do you still have eyes for this family? You are actually going to give up the family foundation for a woman of unknown origin!"

Teng Junze's face was pale, but he still straightened his back and looked determined: "Father, I have made up my mind. I cannot marry a woman I don't love, nor can I let down the one I truly love."

"You keep saying you love her, but how well do you know her? What can she do for you? What can she bring to the family?" Father Teng stepped closer and asked harshly.

Teng Junze was silent for a moment. He couldn't explain to his father the existence of Fan Mengmeng, nor could he explain that she came from another time and space.

He could only clench his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms. "Father, I understand your painstaking efforts and my family's responsibilities. But matters of the heart cannot be forced. I would rather give up everything than go against my heart."

"Okay! Okay! Okay!" Father Teng said "Okay" three times in a row, then laughed in anger. "Since you are so stubborn, don't blame me for not thinking about the father-son relationship!" He turned abruptly, his back to Teng Junze, and said in a low voice with unquestionable majesty, "If you insist on breaking off the engagement, then get out of the Teng family! From now on, you are no longer my son!"

The ancestral hall fell into deathly silence, with only the slight crackling sound of burning sandalwood.

Teng Junze's body swayed slightly, as if all his strength had been drained away by these words.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and when he opened them again, his eyes were filled with pain and determination.

"Father..." His voice was hoarse and he almost choked, "If you insist on doing this, then I..."

At the same time, in modern times, Fan Mengmeng was exhausted both physically and mentally after dealing with Xiaohong's affairs.

After being rejected, although Mr. Lin was unwilling, he had to leave in disappointment for the sake of his face.

Although the colleagues around were talking about it, they didn't dare to say anything more because of Fan Mengmeng's tough attitude.

Fan Mengmeng returned to her seat and lay weakly on the table.

Mr. Lin's proposal, Xiaohong's frame-up, Teng Junze's danger, all of these were like a huge rock pressing on her heart, making her breathless.

She took out her cell phone and wanted to call Teng Junze, but was worried about disturbing him.

After hesitating for a moment, she finally gave up.

Just then, a letter appeared on her desk. It had no signature and only one beautiful word on the envelope - "Meng".

Fan Mengmeng was startled and looked around vigilantly, but did not find anyone suspicious.

With trembling hands, she tore open the envelope and took out the letter inside. A line of beautifully written characters caught her eye: "Be careful, they've already set their sights on your abilities..." Fan Mengmeng felt a chill run from the soles of her feet to the top of her head... She suddenly raised her head and her gaze fell on the office door. There was no one there, only a shadow...