SSS-level catastrophe? That's my wife!

Outside the courtyard, Lin Mu said with a hint of teasing, "Shovel, your way of getting along... well, it suits you quite well."

"Huh? No? Brother, what are you talking about with the city gate tower?" Tieqiao replied irritably, his face dark.

Inside the bedroom, An Shuyao pushed the window open halfway and listened quietly to the conversation outside.

Lin Mu smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "It's alright, take care, brother."

"Unless something major happens, I won't come to disturb your lives anymore."

"Lin Mu, it's late, let's go home." Su Nianhe gently tugged at his arm, her voice tender.

"Okay, let's go home." Lin Mu turned around and walked away with her.

Under the moonlight, the two shadows gradually lengthened, leaving Fang Tieqiao standing there dumbfounded.

He frowned and muttered to himself, "What do you mean by disturbing our lives? Do you think I'd have a life with that crazy woman?"

"Even if the world is destroyed, it's impossible! I'm Fang Tiechuo!"

"Idiot!" An Shuyao slammed the window shut in the bedroom, the sharp sound of the glass colliding breaking the silence of the night.

After walking for a short while, Lin Mu suddenly stopped and turned to look at Fang Tieqiao: "I will implement your suggestion as soon as possible; it shouldn't be difficult."

"Huh? Lin Mu, what are you talking about?" Su Nianhe stopped, a hint of doubt flashing in her beautiful eyes.

The shovel was stunned for a moment, then exclaimed in shock, "Holy crap! Brother, listen to me, this depends on the person!"

"What is it?" Su Nianhe looked in the direction of Fang Tieqiao, her voice cold.

Lin Mu also looked at him with a puzzled expression.

Iron Shovel glanced at Red King beside him, hesitated for a long time, and finally said in a deep voice, "It's alright, brother, take care!"

Su Nianhe stopped looking at him and tugged at Lin Mu's arm again: "Let's go, Lin Mu, don't pay attention to this big idiot, he's obviously mentally ill."

Lin Mu nodded: "What you said does make sense."

After saying that, the two figures quickly disappeared from Fang Tieqiao's sight under the cover of night.

His lips twitched, and he muttered, "Take care, brother..."

The next second, his expression returned to calm, his eyes became deep, and he walked into the courtyard.

The moment he stepped through the courtyard gate, a chilling female voice suddenly rang out: "Get out! Don't stay in the same place as me tonight."

The shovel's eyes widened in surprise, then it burst into a tirade towards the window: "Damn it! You crazy woman! This is my house, not yours!"

On the dirt road in the village, two figures were leisurely strolling under the moonlight.

Su Nianhe looked at Lin Mu with a gentle voice: "Lin Mu, what was he talking about just now?"

"You can't hide anything from me, you understand?"

Lin Mu paused for a moment, then replied, "It's nothing. Didn't you notice? He might have some mental issues."

Su Nianhe suddenly stopped, grabbed Lin Mu's arm, and smiled faintly, "Lin Mu, I want to hold your hand!"

Lin Mu met her expectant gaze, pondered for a moment, and said, "Isn't this a bit too fast?"

"Lin Mu! You!"

Su Nianhe stomped her foot angrily, "What haven't you done to me? Now, with something as simple as holding hands, you say it's too fast! Humph, I'm not happy!"

Lin Mu was a little confused: Why is she angry again out of the blue?

He asked earnestly, "Is there a reason why you're angry this time?"

"Yes!" Su Nianhe said matter-of-factly, "I get very angry if you don't hold my hand! When I'm angry, I'll..."

Before she could finish speaking, a warm hand had already taken her delicate hand in mine.

Lin Mu looked directly into her beautiful eyes: "Now, will you stop being angry?"

Su Nianhe felt the warmth of her palm, and couldn't suppress the smile on her lips: "It's only half gone now."

"How can I eliminate them all?"

As soon as Lin Mu finished speaking, his eyes widened suddenly, and Su Nianhe stood on tiptoe, her red lips gently touching his.

After the kiss, she took Lin Mu's hand and swayed it in the air, her voice becoming even softer: "Lin Mu, I'm not angry with you anymore, let's go home."

"Okay, let's go home."

……

At 2:00 a.m., all was quiet.

On the summit of Qing Shou Mountain in Jiangcheng, two figures exuding powerful auras stood silently in front of the tent, their gazes fixed intently on the three.

"Gu Cang, are you sure you haven't mistaken him for someone else?" Ning Mo's voice was very low.

Gu Cang held a half-smoked cigarette between his fingers, his voice hoarse amidst the swirling smoke: "I'm sure, that bald monk was standing right in front of us."

"A seventh-tier advanced Awakener..."

Qinghe's gaze swept over Ning Mo and Gu Cang, her tone tinged with a hint of probing: "What are our chances of winning if the five of us join forces?"

Gu Cang took a deep drag on his cigarette, the red glow of the butt flickering in the darkness. His eyes suddenly narrowed: "Forty percent... maybe even less..."

A look of astonishment flashed in Feng Xi's and Lü Ping's eyes at the same time. The five of them combined had less than a 40% chance of winning.

Qinghe's gaze swept across the empty mountain peaks without leaving a trace, and he thought to himself: Is Chief Ting not here?

Ning Mo echoed in a deep voice, "Indeed." He then looked at Gu Cang, his eyes questioning, "So, you're the only one here?"

Gu Cang understood his unspoken meaning and nodded lightly: "Yes, the phone is off, I can't reach you."

"This is the first time something like this has happened; it must be something important."

He flicked away his cigarette butt, sparks flying and then going out on the ground: "He's the only one here right now. This is our chance. Shall we make our move?"

Ning Mo pondered for a moment, then gripped the Wuji Staff at his waist tightly, its shaft gleaming faintly. "Of course."

As soon as he finished speaking, a chilling atmosphere suddenly filled the room, as if even the air itself had frozen.

Just then, a sudden, urgent cell phone ringtone shattered the silence on the mountaintop.

Gu Cang was taken aback for a moment, then subconsciously pulled out his phone. The name flashing on the screen made his eyes light up instantly, and he almost immediately pressed the answer button, his tone filled with barely suppressed joy:

"Brother, you're finally alive!"

A steady voice came from the other end of the phone, with a clear female voice faintly visible in the background: "My phone died. When I turned it on, I saw 15 missed calls. What happened?"

Gu Cang didn't try to hide it from Lü Ping and Feng Xi beside him, and said directly, "One of those three seventh-level high-level Awakened beings from the night before last is at Qing Shou Mountain, that monk!"

"He had been hiding in the temple atop the mountain for over 20 years. If it weren't for tonight's incident, we might not have discovered him even in another 20 years!"

"A monk? And what happened tonight? I was only gone for a day, and Jiangcheng is already in chaos?"

"Everything else is trivial compared to this bald monk, not worth mentioning..."

"Wait for me, don't act on your own."

"beep--"

The call was abruptly ended, but Gu Cang's lips slowly curled into a smile, his eyes filled with certainty: "Wait, this bald monk won't be able to escape tonight."

Ning Mo and Qing He exchanged a glance, their eyes showing understanding, and their previously furrowed brows gradually relaxed.