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The Old Man in His Sixties heard the sweet voice behind him and turned to look at her. The girl had a hint of auspiciousness in her brow, and seeing the imperial aura that naturally radiated from her, he concluded that the girl before him must come from a very distant place.
"Grandpa, what's wrong?" Wushuang asked softly when she noticed the old man staring blankly at her.
"Little girl, this is not a place for you. You should return to where you belong!" The old man looked at the jade pendant in her palm that emitted a faint purple light, confirming his thoughts; she indeed had an extraordinarily noble identity.
Listening to his words about returning to where she belonged, Wushuang felt lost. How could she go back? She could never return...
"Woo... Grandpa, I can't go home. I can't find my way back. I'll never be able to return..." She cried softly, longing to go home, back to the world that belonged to her. This place was not her world; it was not suitable for her to stay here at all.
"Little girl, don't cry. Do you see that mountain in the distance? If you follow this road, you can reach that mountain. Take your jade pendant and go to the top of the mountain. When the moon rises, hold up your pendant and let the moonlight sense its presence. That way, you will be able to go home." The old man carefully pointed the way for her, hoping this method would help her return to where she belonged.
Wushuang looked at the old man with white hair in surprise. Could she really return to the Great Yan Kingdom this way?
"Child, go now. It's getting dark; you need to hurry," he said. Looking into his eyes, filled with kindness and warmth like that of her father, she bid farewell to the old man and quickened her pace toward the high mountain he mentioned.
Such a beautiful girl could not be forgotten. Rafas sent people throughout the city searching for her whereabouts. The restaurant manager, having received a gold watch, eagerly rushed off to find an appraiser. His greed led Rafas to a clue; it turned out his treasure had stolen his gold watch to exchange for money.
Watching the terrified man trembling before him, Rafas strode out of the restaurant. After he left, a chilling scream echoed from within; anyone who dared take something from Rafas must pay a price—he would have both of that man's hands cut off in exchange for his gold watch, which was already showing him mercy.
Soon after, Rafas arrived at the graveyard where Wushuang had been with Mike and others. Looking at the hardworking old man in the graveyard, Rafas approached him ominously while wearing a Silver Mask.
"Old fellow, have you seen a girl around seventeen or eighteen pass by here?" His hoarse voice rang out as Rafas caught a whiff of Wushuang's scent; she must have just left not long ago.
The old man glanced back at him. This man shrouded in black mist was terrifying—no one could handle such an aura.
The old man did not respond but continued with his work. After some time, Rafas grew impatient and shot Mike a glance, signaling him to deal with this arrogant old fellow.
"You can kill me, but it won't matter; she does not belong to this world anyway. Just let her go home," the old man said quietly without turning back to look at him.
"Hmph... I don't care where she comes from; as long as she appears in my world, she is destined never to escape my grasp," Rafas declared, stopping Mike from shooting. It seemed this old man knew something; once he found that woman, he would come back and interrogate him.
The night wind carried Wushuang's fragrance as Rafas keenly followed it in pursuit. The night gradually deepened ahead towards a high mountain—what did she intend to do by running into it?
On the mountainside, Wushuang was already exhausted and panting, leaning against a tree to catch her breath. Her stomach was growling with hunger, but fortunately, she had bought some bread and water from a small shop by the roadside.
She took a piece of bread out of her bag and enjoyed eating it. After twisting open the cap of the mineral water, she drank eagerly. The bread was delicious, soft and fluffy. After taking another sip of water and looking up at the high night sky, she noticed the moon was about to rise. She needed to hurry to the top of the mountain.
Holding the bread in her hand, she walked forward while eating. The higher she climbed, the more scared she became. She wondered if there were wild beasts on this mountain; the sky was getting darker, and the path was becoming harder to see. Just as she thought she was close to the summit, her foot slipped, nearly causing her to slide down the mountain. Fortunately, she managed to grab onto a small tree, but it scared her quite a bit!
"Ah..." A woman's startled cry came from ahead. Rafas knew that this was the shout of that reckless woman. Frowning with concern about what had happened to her, he quickened his pace. If he could fly, he would have immediately soared to her side and given her a good scolding.
Her knee was scraped, a deep wound bleeding profusely. The summit was in sight; this little injury was nothing. She tore a piece from her skirt and gently bandaged the still-bleeding wound.
Enduring the pain, she stood up and limped toward her destination. Rafas passed by where she had rested earlier and saw the packaging lying on the ground. This woman still had the energy to eat bread; he really wanted to see her expression when she saw him!
Finally reaching the summit, it was a patch of overgrown wasteland. Standing there looking at the night sky felt like returning to a night in the Great Yan Kingdom; it was so peaceful here, with a gentle breeze brushing against her face—it felt wonderful...
Rafas arrived at the spot where she had slipped, observing the marks on the ground and drops of blood left behind. That woman was injured; damn it! What was she doing all alone in such a desolate place?
After catching her breath sitting on the grass, Wushuang took out a jade pendant that she had been hiding on her person. Remembering her grandfather's words, she stood up straight and raised the pendant high to let it absorb the moonlight. She didn’t know why her grandfather asked her to do this, but he said it would help her return to where she belonged; perhaps a miracle would really happen.
After waiting for a while, the jade pendant absorbed the essence of moonlight and slowly emitted a faint purple glow. Watching its transformation excitedly, Wushuang raised it higher to allow it to absorb more moonlight energy.
The purple light from the pendant grew stronger and began to float away from Wushuang's palm, slowly levitating into mid-air. Suddenly, the purple light gathered in mid-air forming a sphere that shone directly onto Wushuang, causing her to gently lift off the ground.
At this critical moment, Rafas had followed closely behind and reached the summit just in time to witness this astonishing scene. Oh no! Where was that light taking her? Since Yan Wushuang had come so close to him, there was no way she could escape!
The group behind him was stunned by what they saw; what kind of phenomenon was this? Rafas looked at the woman rising into the air and shouted furiously, "Yan Wushuang, you can't leave me!"
That familiar yet domineering voice was one she knew all too well. Turning around to look at the man rushing toward her, she realized it was over—she couldn't escape now...
"Bang..." A gunshot rang out as Rafas grabbed Mike's handgun and shot at the jade pendant floating in mid-air. The pendant shattered into several pieces upon being struck by the bullet. Without its energy, the purple light sphere instantly vanished from the night sky, causing Wushuang to fall back down to earth right into Rafas's arms.
"Ah... what are you doing? Let me go! I want to go home... I want to go home..." Yan Wushuang protested unwillingly. Just moments ago, a miracle had occurred; she had been so close to returning to the Great Yan Kingdom! But now everything had changed—why did he have to show up? Why had all that purple light disappeared?
Rafas held her tightly, dragging her into the grass. The petite Yan Wushuang suddenly found strength she didn't know she had, struggling to break free from his grip several times, but he held her firmly.
"Yan Wushuang, listen carefully. I don't care if you're a princess of the Great Yan Kingdom. Now that you are by my side and have become Rafas's woman, you must stay obediently with me. You should know what happens to those who betray me!" Rafas pulled her into the tall grass, leaning over to pin her down. He quickly unbuckled his belt and bound her struggling hands above her head.
He lifted her long skirt, revealing wounds on her calves that bled from her desperate struggles. She deserved this; a strange feeling crossed his mind but was quickly buried under anger. He pulled down her thin silk garment and pressed it against her resisting body...
"Ah... let me go! I hate you... I hate you... I want to go back to the Great Yan Kingdom! I want to find General Longze..." Wushuang screamed and cried, her hands tightly bound above her head, her body pinned down and unable to move.
That name again! General Longze...
Rafas had heard this man's name from her more than once. He didn't believe her lies; the relationship between this man and her was definitely unusual. Every time that name appeared in his ears, he wanted to tear that man apart!
"General Longze, huh! I'll make you understand who your man is now. That Long Ze, right? Let him come! Let him see how I possess you!" Rafas nearly went mad, causing Wushuang to tremble in pain. As she looked at his twisted face, darkness enveloped her, and she lost consciousness.
"Princess... my princess..." In the dim space where no light could be seen, a hoarse voice with a magnetic quality echoed in the darkness. Wushuang opened her eyes and searched in the dark; it was so dark, and she felt so scared.
"General Longze, is it you? Are you here to take Shuang'er away?" The hoarse voice kept calling for her, but Wushuang continued to search in the darkness without finding him.
"My princess, I'm here. I've come to take you..." That familiar and gentle voice sounded again from behind her. Yan Wushuang immediately turned around; the outline she had longed for was right in front of her, prompting her to rush forward and embrace him tightly!
In the castle room, Rafas ordered a helicopter to take them to the mountaintop. Wushuang was brought back to this luxurious cage once again. Looking at her unconscious form, with beads of sweat forming on her forehead, he reached out to touch her taut cheek. Indeed, they were very similar; both were thinking of betraying him.
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