Su Jiameng had already taken off the cloak so dirty that it was hard to look at directly. Underneath the cloak, her outfit looked sharp and made her appear full of heroism. She held the clean yet cold Xihe in her hand and walked step by step to stand in front of Gu Ningzhi and the others.
She paused, planted Xihe into the ground, and suddenly broke into a smile, "Everything is settled, that thing has gone to hell."
Gong Yulu pressed her lips tightly, reminding herself not to speak, while Gu Ningzhi had no such reservations. He walked forward with a smile and gave Su Jiameng a big bear hug, his face showing a relaxed smile, "Hmm, welcome back safely!"
Having spent the night in fear, thinking that this woman might have fallen into the belly of the Mother Tree, now seeing her healthy and alive, made Gu Ningzhi smile even brighter when he thought of Su Jiameng's other identity—his brother's wife.
