Her destiny stolen? The Divine Witch Ancestor has returned!

Wu Zhao's brow twitched.

That indescribable feeling came back again.

It was as if someone in the dark was manipulating everything, leading her into a pre-arranged trap.

Even the Wu family was caught in the trap.

Why couldn't Wu Shixu take his wife away from the Nie family, and why did the Nie family keep it a secret from the Wu family?

Because of his wife's situation, Wu Shixu traveled back and forth between the Wu family and the Nie family more than once or twice.

During this period, he must have come into contact with other members of the Nie family.

Could it be that someone in the Nie family got information about themselves from him?

Wu Zhao frowned.

She twirled the ring on her hand.

You can't figure it out?

Someone stopped her.

What role did the eldest aunt of the Wu family play in all of this?

"Ancestor?"

Seeing that Wu Zhao seemed to be deep in thought, Wu Xingyun couldn't help but move closer to her.

"Xingyun, make a call back to the Wu family. Ask where Wu Nini is now."

Although Wu Xingyun found it a bit strange, he obediently walked to the side to make a phone call.

Wu Zhao raised his head and then looked at Gu Chen.

Upon receiving her gaze, a slight hint of doubt appeared in Gu Chen's eyes.

"What's wrong Zhao Zhao?"

With Gu Moqing still there, Wu Zhao could only swallow his confusion.

Her powers have clearly been almost fully restored, so why can't she see through Gu Chen's face?

Even if there is some cause and effect between him and me, it shouldn't still be so unclear now, right?

"Oh no, Ancestor!"

"problem occurs!"

Wu Xingyun stumbled over, phone in hand, her face pale and anxious.

"Nini has disappeared! My sister was also attacked by someone and is seriously injured and unconscious!"

“My eldest uncle and elder brother were also injured, and… some members of the Huo family’s upper echelons were taken away by the military. Huo Tingchen, he… too.”

As he spoke, he glanced at Gu Chen almost imperceptibly.

Gu Chen's expression did not change upon hearing his words.

She merely raised her eyes and glanced at Wu Xingyun.

"Zhaozhao, you don't need to concern yourself with the Huo family's affairs."

He shook his head, his tone indifferent and distant.

"I won't interfere if the Gu family wants the Huo family to pay for the dead. Let them handle it themselves."

A dead person? Could it be...?

Wu Zhao's eyes turned cold.

"Gu Jiaping? It seems that Madam Gu is still deeply troubled by the cause of her beloved son's death."

He brought death upon himself on the cruise ship, so why should the Huo family be held responsible in the end?

Seeing Wu Zhao's question, Gu Chen sighed.

“I asked Tingchen to go to the Gu family to stop the investigation. Gu Jiaping’s death was turned into a scandal by them. If it were to be exposed, it would not be good for either the Gu family or the Huo family.”

"It seems that Tingchen didn't tell the Gu family the truth either. Don't worry, Tingchen will handle this matter himself."

Wu Zhao's heart sank.

"The military headquarters is Feng Boxue's territory, and Huo Tingchen is so close to you, are you sure?"

She moved her fingers, and the crimson gem between her fingers flashed slightly.

Gu Moqing, who was sitting to the side, suddenly looked at Wu Zhao as if he had something in mind.

Noticing his movement, Xiao Wu asked nervously, "Young Master, what's wrong?"

"……nothing."

Shaking his head, Gu Moqing clenched his fist.

Wu Zhao was touching the ring, deep in thought, and didn't notice Gu Moqing's reaction.

Gu Chen glanced at her, but quickly looked away.

"I had a bad feeling about having Agares stay by Huo Tingchen's side..."

A few muffled claps of thunder suddenly sounded in the gloomy sky outside the window, carrying a sense of oppression and warning.

Wu Zhao keenly noticed that Gu Chen's breathing was slightly disordered.

"what happened?"

Gu Chen avoided her gaze and looked out the window instead.

"It looks like it's going to rain, Zhao Zhao."

"I'm a little tired, I'm going to rest for a bit."

He stood up to go upstairs, and Wu Zhao watched Gu Chen's figure disappear around the corner of the stairs behind him.

"strangeness……"

Something feels off about the purple aura emanating from Gu Chen.

Just as Wu Zhao was about to follow, Gu Moqing suddenly called out to her.

"Um, Miss Wu?"

"I think that's how I should address you? May I... talk to you alone?"

Seeing his hesitant expression, Wu Zhao stopped in front of him.

"……also."

"Let's talk then."

……

In the dimly lit bedroom, a dark golden liquid splattered on the carpet.

"Owner!"

A dark figure flashed by and caught the swaying figure.

"Po Jun, it seems I'm about to lose control of the laws..."

Gu Chen's voice was weak, and his golden eyes were dim and misty.

A look of pain appeared in Po Jun's eyes beneath his black mask.

"Master, you—"

"That's all."

Gu Chen raised his hand to stop him from continuing, and took a breath.

"Almost there, almost there... just hang in there a little longer."

His voice was light and low, almost inaudible.

A red string fell out of his collar, revealing the jade plaque hanging underneath. The once smooth jade plaque was now covered with dense cracks.

It looks like it could break at any moment.

……

The capital city. The Nie family's private residence.

In the dark and empty hall, the faint sound of dripping water could be heard.

Appearing and disappearing from time to time.

The viscous liquid slowly flowed down the steps, followed by the clear sound of heels emerging from the darkness.

"You're awake, Lord Witch God."

The sound in the darkness was difficult to discern, but it was filled with fervor and reverence.

A soft laugh rang out.

The laughter was elegant and cool, and sounded exceptionally pleasant and captivating.

"Oh dear, it's almost time."

"How are the preparations going?"

A tiny red light gradually appeared in the darkness.

The hall gradually became clearly visible as the red light shone through.

A dozen or so figures dressed in black cloaks knelt respectfully on the ground, and one particularly petite figure raised her head as the red light shone brightly.

It's Nie Wu.

She nervously and cautiously peered at the figure, because the voice sounded very familiar to her.

The person next to her lowered their voice and warned her.

"Nie Wu, you are forbidden from peeping at your face without permission!"

Even the faintest sounds were exceptionally clear in the quiet hall.

"Oh? Is anyone interested in what I look like?"

The witch god chuckled knowingly.

Then footsteps sounded in Nie Wu's ears, and she nervously knelt down on the ground, not daring to look anymore.

To her surprise, someone stopped in front of her.

A cold, slender finger lifted Nie Wu's chin, the touch on her jawline so cold it felt as if it were freezing her soul.

"She's a pretty young girl. Is she from the Nie family? She's quite bold..."

The teasing laughter carried a hint of sarcasm, and Nie Wu kept her eyes tightly shut, afraid to open them.

"If you want to see what I look like, of course you can."

"Little girl, don't be afraid. I won't eat people."

Nie Wu's heart skipped a beat.

I opened my eyes instinctively.

The person before me was stunningly beautiful, with a cold, piercing gaze.

His bloodshot eyes held both indifference and disdain.

It was a face that was unforgettable.

But it also made Nie Wu gasp.

"Wu, Wu Zhao?!"