My wife is a reborn big boss

"What! Is the news accurate?!" Yu Zecheng exclaimed in shock.

"That's accurate. Duan Feihong said it himself. All the elders were present at the time. I sneaked in while they were making preparations to leave the valley. I have to go back immediately, otherwise I might be exposed!" Mo Deyan said anxiously, "Sect Master, you need to make preparations in advance. If things don't work out, abandon this place and lead everyone to avoid their sharp edge for the time being, and make other plans later!"

"This..." Yu Zecheng frowned in thought, "How could Duan Feihong be so unwise as to launch a surprise attack without any preparation? Isn't he afraid of failure and the annihilation of his entire army?"

Mo Deyan said, "That's precisely why we had to launch a sneak attack. Even our own people wouldn't have thought of it, so how could our Jishi Sect have?"

"Old Mo, you're right." Yu Zecheng nodded. "Here's what we'll do: Old Mo, you go back first and pretend you know nothing. I'll have the men prepare a response here. By the way, what are we planning to do..."

"Don't say it!" Mo Deyan interrupted him, "If I know about the sect's arrangements, I'm afraid I might accidentally give myself away, so it's best if I don't know either."

After saying that, he stood up and said, "Then I'll go back first."

Yu Zecheng also stood up: "Old Mo, be careful in everything you do, and make sure you stay safe. If there's an emergency later, just leave a mark along the way, and my men will come to meet you."

Mo Deyan smiled but didn't speak. He covered his face with his veil again and said calmly, "Sect Leader... no, Lao Yu, do you still remember our original dream?"

"I remember." Yu Zecheng said solemnly, "We want to make sure that everyone in the world can be cured of their illnesses."

"That's right." Mo Deyan turned his back. "This is our dream, and the goal we're willing to fight for our entire lives. So my personal safety is nothing. If necessary..."

Before he could finish speaking, he had already left.

But Yu Zecheng knew what he was going to say.

"If necessary, I would not hesitate to sacrifice my life!"

Yu Zecheng stood there motionless for a long time before slowly sitting back down, his eyes staring blankly ahead, his furrowed brows indicating that he was not at peace.

.........

On the way, Mo Deyan changed out of his night clothes and casually threw them into the river. Afterward, he returned to Medicine King Valley openly and went straight to the Criminal Hall.

Upon entering the hall, he noticed that the disciples were not assembling as usual, which puzzled him slightly. He called out to one of the disciples:

"What's going on? A surprise attack on the Jishi Sect's headquarters tonight! Why weren't you prepared?!"

The disciple who was called out to saw that Hall Master Mo, who usually had a cold face, had called him. He became a little nervous and said cautiously, "Hall...Hall Master, the Valley Master has ordered that the plan be canceled."

"What!" Mo Deyan frowned upon hearing this, "When did this happen? How come I didn't know about it!"

"Yes...yes...it was Elder Yao who came to inform the Hall Master to go to the council hall for a meeting. The Hall Master was not here. After the Valley Master and the elders finished discussing, he sent someone to inform him..." The disciple of the Criminal Investigation Hall stammered.

"Oh, Elder Mo!" came the voice of the Medicine Master from behind. "I'm so glad to see you!"

The old apothecary walked over, waved for the disciple to leave, and the disciple, feeling as if he had been granted a pardon, bowed and ran away in a flash.

Mo Deyan remained calm and asked, "What business does Elder Yao have with me?"

"It's nothing serious," Yao Lao said with a smile. "Just now, the Valley Master summoned all the elders for a meeting and ordered me to inform everyone that I came to the Criminal Hall to look for you, but I couldn't find you anywhere."

He glanced at Mo Deyan and continued, "Where did Elder Mo go just now?"

"I wasn't feeling well just now and went to the restroom," Mo Deyan said expressionlessly, changing the subject: "What brings you here today, Elder Yao?"

The old apothecary didn't press further: "It's nothing much. After everyone dispersed, the Valley Master asked me to come and check on things. He said if Elder Mo was here, Elder Mo should go see him. I'm just relaying his message."

Mo Deyan was startled. Had he been exposed?

Fine, we'll deal with whatever comes our way. Let's go see what kind of trouble Duan Feihong is up to.

He nodded to the old apothecary: "I'll go find the Valley Master now. Thank you for your trouble, old apothecary."

After saying that, he turned and left.

As the old doctor watched him leave, he murmured, "Old Mo, what are you going to do?"

Perhaps remembering something, he immediately smiled and said, "What does this have to do with me?"

After saying that, he hummed a little tune and swayed away, but the intriguing expression on his face left no one knowing what he was really thinking.

Inside the Valley Master's room, Duan Feihong was deep in thought with his eyes closed when a knock sounded on the door.

"Who?"

"It is I, Mo Deyan."

Duan Feihong suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze sharpening: "Go in."

Mo Deyan pushed open the door and entered: "Valley Master, I heard from Elder Yao that you wanted to see me?"

"Old Mo's here? Please have a seat." Duan Feihong stood up, closed the door, and sat back down. "Old Mo, where did you go?"

"I wasn't feeling well and went to the restroom," Mo Deyan said. "What urgent matter does the Valley Master have with me?"

"No rush," Duan Feihong said slowly. "Old Mo, we entered the valley in the same batch back then, and decades have passed. Time really flies. Do you remember how young and impetuous we were back then?"

"What good is remembering?" Mo Deyan sighed. "From the moment I chose to stay in the valley, I forgot all about ideals."

"I've forgotten too. But..." Duan Feihong lowered his voice, "I've been having a lot of dreams lately, dreams about things from the past."

He stared straight ahead, as if recalling something: "That year, I was seventeen, and you were seventeen too. Oh, and Lao Yu was seventeen too..."

"What's the point of saying all this now?" Mo Deyan interrupted him. "We and Lao Yu... parted ways a long time ago."

"No, you didn't," Duan Feihong affirmed.

Silence, a long silence, a silence that gradually made the air feel oppressive.

After a long silence, Mo Deyan calmly said, "You know everything."

"Yes, I know everything," Duan Feihong sighed.

Mo Deyan asked, puzzled, "Then why...?"

"Why wouldn't I expose you?" Duan Feihong asked angrily. "Do you think only you, Mo Deyan, still remember your vow? Do you think I've forgotten? Do you think I don't feel bad watching those old geezers talking about how to squeeze the blood and sweat of ordinary people every day?!"

Mo Deyan said calmly, "But you made your choice."

"Yes... I made my choice..." Duan Feihong looked dejected, and couldn't help but cover his face with his hands. His lost voice came through his fingers: "In the dead of night, I always see those brothers who are forever left in the valley... They question me, questioning why I gave up my past ideals..."

"But things are different now! Old Mo, things are different now!" He lowered his hand, his expression excited. "Now I am the Valley Master, and I want to rekindle my original aspirations! I will continue to strive to realize the ideals we once abandoned!"

"Ha, don't joke around." Mo Deyan scoffed, "This is how the valley has been for hundreds of years. Medicine King Valley is rotten to the core. Even if Old Yu listens to you and merges Jishi Sect back, so what? It will still be assimilated by those old fogies sooner or later."

"No." Duan Feihong said coldly, "I already have a solution."

His deep eyes were like a bottomless pool, slowly radiating a chilling aura: "I will solve this problem once and for all."