Not following the expected path? Reborn and unexpectedly married to a demon.

Chu Luo learned the breathing techniques and practiced them while climbing, making significant progress, which put her in a good mood.

Shu Tong looked at her and remembered how she had suddenly arrived that rainy night.

Soaked to the bone, she walked dejectedly and heavily to the center of the courtyard.

He sat silently on that swing for three hours in the rain.

Shu Tong watched her every move from under the eaves, guessing that she must have suffered some kind of heartbreak.

I thought she would vent her frustrations and become despondent.

But once the rain stopped, she went back inside, took a shower, and went to sleep, just like usual.

The next day, she opened the door full of energy and told her that she was leaving Jiangzhou.

Someone will take her to a safe place.

Shu Tong was surprised that she was able to climb out of the trough so quickly.

She had seen many women heartbroken and contemplating suicide, stammering and hesitant.

Even the best would need to be drunk for a few days, but Chu Luo recovered quickly.

This saves her the trouble of finding ten or eight handsome men and beautiful women to accompany her through this period that will eventually pass.

But no matter what, she still didn't want to leave her.

But if it remains the same as before, how can we keep it?

So he stopped being lazy and became more energetic.

Everything is perfect now.

To accommodate Chu Luo's physical condition, it took the two of them three days to climb to the top.

Luo Fei's statement that someone needs to guide you up the mountain wasn't entirely untrue, as there were some formations blocking the way along the way.

But Chu Luo had already learned about Wangchen Mountain from Luo Fei, and after some thought, she was able to unravel the formation.

This is why Chu Luo didn't consider bringing him along at all.

Luo Fei only wanted to eat, drink, and have fun with the people he liked, and he neglected his studies.

The laws of Taoism are ever-changing, and the obstacles on Wangchen Mountain will certainly not remain unchanged.

Chu Luo was confident that she could solve the Daoist magic he could.

Inside the Jin family study.

Jin Wuchu sat at his desk, the scenes of his first meeting with Chu Luo flashing before his eyes, lingering there.

Hearing footsteps outside the door, he rolled up the painting that had dried on the table and put it away.

Hu Li and Shan Xiaoyan walked in.

"Young Master still has no news of the Young Mistress," Hu Li reported.

He was waiting for Jin Wuchen's anger.

The imagined storm never came; all that was heard was a nonchalant "If we can't find it, we won't look for it."

Both Hu Li and Shan Xiaoyan were taken aback upon hearing this.

Dan Xiaoyan was the first to ask, "Young Master, are you serious? That's the Young Madam! We can all see that you've developed feelings for her."

"She's just a woman who's somewhat attractive and knows how to charm people."

"The old man went through so much trouble to bring her to my side, and he hasn't accomplished anything yet, so how could I let her leave so easily?"

Upon hearing this, Hu Li thought for a moment and said, "You mean the young mistress's departure might have been intentional on the old gang leader's part, and that your asking us to search was just an act for the old gang leader's benefit."

Jin Wuchen remained noncommittal.

Upon hearing this, Shan Xiaoyan instantly understood many things and said, "So, young master, all the kindness and affection you showed towards the young mistress before was just an act, right?"

"You want the old gang leader and the young mistress to both think you've fallen for their honey trap?"

Jin Wuchen played with the jade bead in his hand, remaining silent as if in agreement.

Dan Xiaoyan continued, "The old gang leader really knows how to find people. He actually managed to find someone who is just as beautiful as Miss Mingyue from Qianjin Pavilion. That's truly rare."

Hu Li recalled the events between Jin Wuchen and Chu Luo, and asked:

"Is there anything else you need, young master?"

"I heard that someone salvaged some ancient artifacts on the southern coast. Someone checked and it seems to be from a shipwreck. Ordinary people can't access them," Jin Wuchen said leisurely.

Both Hu Li and Shan Xiaoyan knew that ordinary things would never attract Jin Wuchen's attention.

"Young Master, are there any treasures on that sunken ship?" Shan Xiaoyan asked.

Jin Wuchen answered without even lifting his eyelids, lazily saying, "It's not some treasure, probably just a ship full of gold."

Dan Xiaoyan asked in confusion, "Young Master, why are you interested in this gold?"

Jin Wuchen looked up at him and said, "Is there anyone in this world who thinks they have too much money? I think the more gold the better. If you don't like it, you can give your gold to me for safekeeping."

Dan Xiaoyan shook his head vigorously, "I don't mind, I don't mind!"

Hu Li was also dumbfounded by his subordinate's stupidity and didn't want to get in Jin Wuchen's way anymore.

So he said, "I'll take my men to get the gold right away."

They left the Jin family's gate.

Dan Xiaoyan muttered to himself, "He actually made a joke, which means he's in a good mood. The young mistress's departure didn't seem to have any impact."

Dan Xiaoyan thought that the young master was indeed the young master. The young mistress was such a beauty. If she hadn't been hidden away in the Jin family so early, she would have definitely caused a lot of trouble elsewhere.

After all, Dongfang Mingyue is a prime example; she brought about the destruction of a small country with just her face—she was truly a beauty that could topple empires.

The young mistress Chu Luo's face should be just as effective as Dongfang Mingyue's.

Besides, Dongfang Mingyue is aloof, while their young mistress Chu Luo seems more pleasant.

To have such a beauty is a blessing beyond measure, yet their young master is somehow entangled with both of them.

Shan Xiaoyan was filled with envy.

Meng Shan entered Jin Wuchen's study and knelt down without saying a word.

"Young Master, it's Mengshan's fault for not doing things properly. They've been searching for people, but they can't find anyone."

"The masked man who saved you before, Madam, we've been searching for him for so long and there's still no trace of him."

Jin Wuchen picked up a book at random and began to read slowly from the first page.

He didn't say "Get up" until he finished reading the book.

"I'll kneel down to answer. I don't even know if the young mistress is safe or not. I feel guilty," Meng Shan replied, straightening his back.

Jin Wuchen didn't press the matter. "If you can't find them, keep looking. Your reputation is now tied up in these two anyway."

Meng Shan said, "I don't know if the young mistress is alright. When I went to ask Xingzhu about her medicine, she was extremely worried."

Jin Wuchen glanced at the amber ring on his hand and said, "She's fine for now."

It was only then that Meng Shang noticed that Jin Wuchen, who never wore anything on his hands before, was now wearing an amber ring on his finger for the first time ever.

"Young Master, how did you know?" Meng Shan was courting death but hadn't received a single word about the young mistress.

Jin Wuchen didn't tell him the reason, only saying, "I have my own way. You hurry up and go find her, but don't make a sound. Don't let anyone else know you're still looking for the young mistress except me."

"Yes," Mengshan replied.

"If I can't find her, I'll break your legs myself sooner or later," Jin Wuchen threatened.

Upon hearing this, Mengshan felt a chill run down his spine and touched his still-intact leg.

The way his young master breaks people's legs is different from others; he crushes all the bones in the lower body piece by piece.

It could cause excruciating pain that could kill someone.

He overheard everything the young master and Hu Li were saying in secret, but had no idea what his young master was up to.

If he can't find anyone, he'll even torture his longtime subordinates to death.

Is this what you call not caring about the young mistress, young master?