12dz Chapter 242 Mu Nan
Chapter 242 Mu Nan
At this point, the elder couldn't help but sigh, his face showing deep regret and sympathy.
It was as if the tragic experience of that little spirit beast was happening right before his eyes, filling his heart with endless pity.
Huan Yuechu stood aside, listening silently to the elder's story, her mood growing heavy.
When he learned that he truly could not save that poor little spirit beast.
She felt as if she had been struck hard by a hammer, and a sense of loss washed over her.
This feeling of powerlessness surged into her heart like a tide, making it almost unbearable.
However, just a moment later, Huan Yuechu mustered her strength.
She took a deep breath, trying to compose herself, and then changed the subject, asking urgently.
"Have you seen the person who was with me?" The voice carried a mixture of anxiety and anticipation.
"Oh! Yes, he's resting in his room! But he hasn't woken up yet."
Upon hearing this answer, Huan Yuechu paused for a moment.
She didn't stay long before taking her leave.
A short while later, Huan Yuechu arrived at the room door, gently pushed it open, and went inside.
A man was lying on the bed; his face was slightly pale.
His eyes, which had been tightly closed, were now quietly shut, his brows slightly furrowed, as if he could not escape some kind of trouble even in his sleep.
Nevertheless, his face still exuded a resolute air that moved people deeply.
Huan Yuechu slowly walked to the bedside, stopped, and gazed quietly at the man.
Her gaze was serious and sharp, as if she wanted to see through the man's closed eyes to his thoughts.
Time passed second by second, and the surrounding air seemed to freeze.
Only Huan Yuechu's soft breathing broke the silence.
Just then, the man's finger twitched slightly.
Huan Yuechu withdrew her gaze, sat down on the stool, and poured herself a glass of water.
Immediately afterwards, the man's eyelids began to twitch, and then he slowly opened his eyes.
When the man first woke up, his eyes were still a little dazed, and he seemed not to understand what was happening for a moment.
But as his gaze gradually focused and he saw that the person in front of him was Huan Yuechu, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes at first, and then quickly turned into a look of relief.
Clearly, seeing Huan Yuechu here made him feel incredibly at ease.
When Huan Yue saw that the man had finally woken up, she quickly handed him a glass of water.
He then told the man everything the elder had said in detail.
After hearing this, the man's relaxed expression vanished instantly, replaced by a solemn look.
His broad, strong hands gripped the teacup tightly, as if he wanted to crush it.
His lips were tightly closed, forming a straight line, revealing an indescribable sense of tension and repression.
In the midst of this suffocating silence, Huan Yuechu was the first to break the stillness.
"We've known each other for so long, yet I still don't know how to address you."
Her voice was clear and melodious, as sweet as a nightingale singing in a valley, but at this moment it could not ease the heavy atmosphere.
The man slightly raised his head, his gaze deep and cold, and responded indifferently.
"My surname is Mu, and my given name is Nan." These simple words, spoken by him, carried an undeniable air of authority.
Huan Yuechu nodded slightly and continued to ask, "Young Master Mu, may I ask where you live? If it is a long way, I can arrange for someone to take you there."
After saying that, she gazed at the other person with her beautiful and captivating eyes, waiting for a reply.
However, at that moment, Mu Nan paused for only a moment before speaking without hesitation and refusing.
"Thank you for your kindness, young lady, but there's really no need for such trouble. Once I've fully recovered, I'll naturally be able to leave this place on my own. There's no need for such a rush."
As soon as he finished speaking, he couldn't help but ponder it in his heart.
Is this what they call issuing an order to leave? I never imagined this woman could be so heartless and ungrateful!
Upon hearing Mu Nan's words, Huan Yuechu, who was standing to the side, remained calm and composed, responding softly without being humble or arrogant.
"Young Master Mu, you have probably misunderstood. I had no intention of driving you away."
Upon hearing this, Mu Nan was slightly taken aback, and a hint of embarrassment appeared on her face. She quickly replied...
"It turns out that I was impetuous and offended you, young lady. I hope you will not take offense."
Huan Yuechu gently shook her head, indicating that she didn't care, and then said slowly.
"In that case, Young Master Mu, you should rest and recuperate first! I'll take my leave now."
After saying that, she turned and walked away, leaving Mu Nan standing there quietly, lost in thought...
Mu Nan stood quietly in place, her eyes fixed on Huan Yuechu's receding figure until it completely disappeared from sight.
After Huan Yuechu's figure completely disappeared, Mu Nan slowly got out of bed and paced back and forth in the room with somewhat heavy steps.
His gaze wandered around, carefully examining the unfamiliar yet mysterious room.
The room was exquisitely decorated, with every detail revealing the homeowner's incredibly refined taste.
Mu Nan took a deep breath, pondered for a moment, and then resolutely made a decision—to go outside and explore the surroundings.
So he took a step, gently pushed open the door, and stepped into that world that was still unfamiliar to him.
Meanwhile, Huan Yuechu, who had already turned and left, had no idea where she was.
Her delicate body seemed to have lost its soul, swaying and wandering aimlessly.
Before she knew it, she had arrived at the edge of a crystal-clear pool.
At this moment, Huan Yuechu's eyes were empty and lifeless. Her once lively gaze had become dull and lifeless as she stared straight ahead, as if all her vitality had been drained away.
She stood there quietly, motionless, like a lifeless sculpture.
Xiao Bao's father is still missing, and the Xuanling Grass that awakened Xu Yan and Wen Xingyu has also disappeared.
Faced with such a dense fog and predicament, Huan Yuechu felt completely lost and helpless.
What should we do next?
Just as Huan Yuechu was lost in thought, a colorful butterfly, like a fairy descending from the sky, fluttered its wings lightly and slowly landed on her slightly thin shoulder.
The butterfly's patterns are dazzling, like a meticulously painted scroll, shimmering with a captivating light under the sunlight.
It fluttered its beautiful wings, as if telling Huan Yue some secret.
Huan Yuechu subconsciously reached out, wanting to gently touch this adorable little creature.
However, just as her fingertips were about to touch the butterfly...