Chapter 3 Call from Death (7)
However, this is not the time for him to lament about his future career. What he needs to do most now is to find those secret guards, whether they are alive or dead!
Seeing He Wu's distraught appearance, Aunt Yun thought he was worried that she would be punished. She smiled secretly in her heart and said as if she was thinking about He Wu:
"Master He, no one wants this kind of thing to happen. It's also my fault. It would have been better if I had let her leave that Suya earlier. But you said it didn't matter at the time and didn't let me believe in these weird things. But now...
But now...hey..."
Aunt Yun sighed again as she spoke, and then lowered her voice and said:
"I think it's better for you, sir, to tell that person that it was all the slave's idea and put all the fault on the slave."
"How is that possible?"
"It would have been better if I had hardened my heart and rushed that Suya to the kitchen. But when she came to beg in person a few days ago, I didn't agree. Now I really regret it!"
He Wu was also very depressed. Knowing this, he really couldn't blame Aunt Yun.
He had mentioned this proposal to His Majesty a long time ago, but His Majesty did not agree. Otherwise, the ninth girl would not have gotten into trouble so easily.
And those secret guards, he couldn't help but think of the "invisible assassin" they talked about.
If Su Ya is really related to this "invisible assassin", they may have been captured by this invisible opponent.
Unknowingly, He Wu had been led away by a few words from Aunt Yun, and he had almost concluded that this strange fire had a close relationship with that "ominous person" Su Ya.
"Ahem!"
Two clear coughs awoke He Wu from his reverie, and he immediately understood that he had lost his composure.
How could you talk about such a deceiving thing in front of that person?
So he quickly calmed down and said in a cold voice: "Now is the time to talk about this. Let's hurry up and have someone put out the fire. Maybe... maybe..."
Maybe they still have hope of survival.
The last sentence was stuck in He Wuka's throat but he did not say it.
Looking at the raging fire in front of him, he knew clearly in his heart: If someone was really trapped inside and had not escaped for so long, he would probably have been burned to charcoal long ago.
Although she was slightly disappointed that He Wu didn't respond to her words, Aunt Yun quickly cheered up.
She was very confident, and in the end, it was best to leave He Wu with what she said, even if he didn't want to listen to her.
She claimed to know He Wu very well, but she only showed her some kindness when he was in trouble when he was a child, and he still remembers it now.
Even though he is in a high position now, he is still respectful to her, a cousin who is already a sinner, and likes to ask her for advice on everything. As expected, he is a child from the countryside and has never seen much of the world.
However, such people are the best for her to use!
So, Aunt Yun said nothing and continued to call the maids from the Huanyi Bureau to put out the fire.
He looked like he was more anxious than burning down his own home.
Now that the great revenge has been avenged, how can she be stingy with superficial efforts?
"You, you, go get some more buckets of water!"
"What are you doing so far away? Are you afraid that people will throw you into the fire?"
"And you, this water is for you to put out the fire, not for washing your feet. You poured it on your feet. Is it your feet that are on fire now?"
Chapter completed!