Traveling through time and space to become the richest woman and falling in love with the young mast

Chapter 176 Sending People to Find Out the News

When Qian Shuishui heard this, a warm feeling surged in her heart.

However, she quickly shook her head and said softly, "Qingmo, listen to me first. You've just returned, and I'm sure your uncle and aunt at home must have a lot of sweet words to say to you. They haven't seen you in a long time, and they definitely hope to spend more time with you. So, there's nothing serious here, I can handle it alone. In a few days, when everything is settled, I will come to find you."

Dongfang Qingmo frowned slightly, glared at Qian Shuishui fiercely, and said in a firm tone: "Shuishui, there is no need to discuss this matter further. It's decided!"

Then, she suddenly turned her head, looked straight at Qingli, and asked, "What is the basis for your belief that he is not dead?" As she spoke, she unconsciously frowned slightly, as if she was very concerned about this issue.

In fact, she relied entirely on her intuition about this matter, but this intuition was so strong that she could not ignore it.

At this time, Qian Shuishui on the side touched her nose and thought to herself that it was not appropriate to do so.

After all, this is not something that can be easily concluded!

Qingli frowned slightly and said slowly, "If An Wuhen was really that easy to kill, we wouldn't have just sealed him away."

Then, he paused and continued, "Also, we haven't completed the most crucial step yet... that is, Zi Li hasn't gone! You know, only Zi Li has the ability to completely absorb An Wuhen!"

"What?!" Dongfang Qingmo's mouth twitched, "Why didn't you tell us earlier? Then we would have taken Zi Li with us!!!"

Qingli shrugged, "You didn't even ask!"

Dongfang Qingmo couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Hearing this, Qian Shuishui couldn't help but feel surprised and worried. She widened her eyes and asked anxiously, "If that's the case, then where is An Wuhen now?"

However, faced with this question, Qingli could only shake his head helplessly, indicating that the exact answer is still unknown.

Qian Shuishui looked troubled and distressed, muttering to herself, "Do we really have to constantly monitor the lives and deaths in the city?"

Thinking of this, she felt her heart heavy, as if a huge rock was pressing on it.

At this time, Dongfang Qingmo, who had been silent the whole time, gently patted Qian Shuishui's shoulder and said comfortingly, "Don't worry, Shuishui. I'll go find my second uncle and ask him to send more people to help keep an eye on the situation. I believe that as long as we all work together, we will be able to find An Wuhen's whereabouts as soon as possible."

After saying that, she turned around and hurried towards where Dongfang Ti was.

Dongfang Qingmo hurriedly took Yunmei through the winding path and finally arrived at the quiet courtyard where Dongfang Ti lived.

The gate was open, as if waiting for their arrival.

"Second Uncle!" Dongfang Qingmo's voice arrived before he even showed up. His crisp and urgent shout broke the original tranquility in the yard.

Dongfang Ti, who was practicing swordplay in the middle of the courtyard, stopped when he heard the sound and turned around, a hint of surprise on his face: "Mo'er?"

Dongfang Qingmo quickly walked up to Dongfang Ti and said solemnly, "Second Uncle, I have something important to tell you. That An Wuhen... I'm afraid he's not dead."

Hearing this, Dongfang Ti was horrified, his sword nearly dropping from his hand. He asked in disbelief, "How could this be? Didn't you personally finish him off that day?"

Dongfang Qingmo took a deep breath, collected himself, and said, "It's a long story. It was Qingli who told me. He said that if we want to completely eliminate An Wuhen, we must get Zili's help. This is because Zili's true form is a rare mist-absorbing stone that can completely absorb An Wuhen."

Dongfang Qingmo's tone grew increasingly anxious at this point. "Second Uncle, this matter is of grave importance! If An Wuhen is truly still alive, and he were to wreak havoc on the world again, it would undoubtedly cause incalculable and dire consequences!"

Dongfang Ti frowned deeply, and after a moment's contemplation, he said, "Indeed. Then, in your opinion, how should we respond now?"

Dongfang Qingmo quickly bowed and earnestly requested, "Second Uncle, could you please send some capable personnel to inquire about An Wuhen? That way, we can keep track of his movements in a timely manner and make all necessary preparations."

Dongfang Ti sighed, nodded, and replied, "There's no time to lose. I'll make the arrangements right away. I hope everything is still in time..."

After saying that, he turned around and strode out of the yard. His figure quickly disappeared from the sight of Dongfang Qingmo and Yunmei.

Dongfang Qingmo smiled slightly, looked at Yunmei in front of her, and said softly: "Yunmei, I have decided to give you a vacation. Go find Yunniang quickly."

At the banquet that just ended, the attentive Dongfang Qingmo had already noticed some unusual behavior between Yunmei and Yunniang. He expected that this mother and daughter who had not seen each other for a long time must have endless words in their hearts.

Hearing this, Yunmei's eyes lit up instantly, but soon revealed a hint of hesitation, and said hesitantly: "But...Miss, how can you be without someone to serve you?"

Dongfang Qingmo saw this and gently waved her hand, saying soothingly, "It's okay, it's okay. I brought you here to give you a break. Just go and reunite with Yunniang without worrying about this matter."

As she spoke, she winked at Yunmei mischievously.

Yunmei burst into tears of gratitude and quickly bowed and said, "Thank you so much, Miss!"

Looking at Yunmei's receding figure, Dongfang Qingmo's mouth curled up slightly, and he muttered to himself: "This girl."

Then she straightened her clothes and walked towards where her parents were.

"Miss!" The two guards at the gate saw Dongfang Qingmo coming from afar and hurriedly bowed to greet her.

Dongfang Qingmo smiled slightly, nodded slightly, and then ran into the courtyard impatiently, shouting, "Daddy, Mommy!"

Yu Jing, who was busy in the house, was delighted when she heard the familiar and urgent call. She quickly put down what she was doing and hurried out to meet the call.

I saw that pretty figure running towards me like a happy little deer. Who else could it be but my own daughter Dongfang Qingmo?

"Mo'er? What's wrong? Why are you in such a hurry?" Yu Jing smiled, her eyes full of concern.

Dongfang Qingmo quickly walked to his mother, hugged Yu Jing's arm tightly, and said coquettishly, "Mom! I miss you so much!"