Hearing this, Tong Guoguo was so frightened that she immediately hugged herself and kept backing away.
"What... what are you going to do?"
"What else could I do? Of course, I'm going to dig, dig, dig in the little garden."
As Xu Mu spoke, he walked towards Tong Guoguo.
"Xu Mu! Wang Hun is a bastard! And so are you!"
Tong Guoguo said while retreating.
Swish!
Xu Mu turned into a black shadow and instantly appeared behind Tong Guoguo.
He raised his hand high and struck with a loud bang.
Hidden energy surged into her peach, causing her pain.
The pain made Tong Guoguo's eyes turn completely red, and she scrambled away into the distance.
She had completely forgotten that she was a dignified Transcendent realm expert!
"What did you just call me?"
Xu Mu asked faintly.
Tong Guoguo's mouth turned downward, and tears were already falling from her eyes.
The reason her pants felt tight yesterday was that her wounds had swollen.
After a night had passed, the swelling had finally subsided a little, only for her to suffer another attack from Xu Mu.
She had already cursed Xu Mu hundreds of times in her heart, but she didn't dare show it. She could only force a smile and say, "You are a good person, Wang Hun is the bastard!"
"That's more like it."
Xu Mu took out some KFC, "Here."
Tong Guoguo hesitated for a moment but still walked over and took the KFC.
Opening the bag, there was a burger, a fried chicken leg, a portion of french fries, and a cup of cola.
Such a calorie bomb could indeed easily relieve the hunger in her body.
"You... you didn't poison this, did you?"
Tong Guoguo sat on the ground, looking up at Xu Mu.
"There's Spring Night Grass in it, eat it or don't."
Xu Mu curled his lips.
Tong Guoguo picked up the burger and took a bite.
She clearly wasn't familiar with Xu Mu, but she knew very well that he wouldn't do something so despicable.
"When do you plan to let me out?"
Tong Guoguo asked after taking a sip of cola.
"You probably won't have the chance to return to Wang Hun's side anymore."
Xu Mu also sat down, his expression grave, "Before long, the Cleaners will take you away."
"The Cleaners..."
Tong Guoguo's hand holding a french fry paused in mid-air.
She certainly knew that even Wang Hun's Immortality Research Institute wouldn't dare to make a move against the Sanitation Department.
In other words, as long as she was taken away by the Cleaners, there was absolutely no possibility of escape.
Unless the Cleaners released her of their own accord.
But she had helped Wang Hun do so many bad things; not getting the death penalty would already be a blessing, so how could they possibly let her go?
Thinking of this, Tong Guoguo ate her fast food expressionlessly, not saying another word.
Xu Mu looked at Tong Guoguo's expression and suddenly asked, "The Sanitation Department, me, and Wang Hun. If you had to rank us, how would you rank us?"
"I..."
"Think carefully before you speak. I'm not joking with you."
Xu Mu suddenly interrupted Tong Guoguo.
Tong Guoguo's throat bobbed, and then she let out a breath. She had originally planned to say that Xu Mu was definitely ranked last.
But thinking about it carefully, was staying here really worse than the Sanitation Department?
"I definitely wish to follow Mr. Soul the most, and the place I least want to go is naturally the Sanitation Department."
Tong Guoguo stuffed the last piece of the burger into her mouth.
Xu Mu lay on the grass with his hands behind his head, "What kind of magic does Wang Hun have? To be worthy of such loyalty from you."
Tong Guoguo pointed at her eyes, "These eyes of mine couldn't see anything since I was a child. When I finally opened my eyes, the first person I saw wasn't my parents, but Mr. Soul."
"Where are your parents?"
Xu Mu asked.
"I don't know. I was born in an orphanage. To put it harshly, I was treated like livestock, fed on a schedule, and when people came to inspect, I performed dances for them that I had learned countless times."
At this point, Tong Guoguo tilted her head back and drank the rest of her cola. "That was my childhood. Mr. Soul gave me light. My eyes can also adjust like binoculars, able to see things from very far away. Not only that, but I also have night vision capabilities."
"Full of loopholes."
Hearing this, Xu Mu revealed a mocking smile.
"What do you mean?"
Tong Guoguo suddenly frowned.
"Is your red hair natural?"
Xu Mu looked at Tong Guoguo and asked.
"That's right." Tong Guoguo nodded.
"Your red eyes should be the same, right?"
Xu Mu continued asking.
"I didn't ask about that, but there's a high probability it's this color. When my eyes saw the light, the first thing I did was look in the mirror because I didn't even know what I looked like."
Tong Guoguo recalled what happened back then, "My eyes were this color at the time."
"Your appearance clearly shows you have alien bloodlines. In the eyes of ordinary people, you are a monster and would definitely alert the Cleaners immediately. Yet, you managed to live in the orphanage for so long."
Xu Mu looked at Tong Guoguo faintly, "Don't tell me that aliens have orphanages too."
Hearing this, Tong Guoguo's brows furrowed tightly. She had never thought about this matter before.
Thinking about it now, what Xu Mu said made a lot of sense.
"What are you trying to say?"
Tong Guoguo looked at Xu Mu.
"This so-called orphanage is private territory. To put it more bluntly, it's a place Wang Hun uses to cultivate experimental subjects."
Xu Mu said faintly, "Your previous life like livestock was exactly what he tacitly approved of."
"You're talking nonsense!"
Tong Guoguo growled at Xu Mu.
"This is just my guess. If you think I'm talking nonsense, I have no reason to refute you."
Xu Mu looked at Tong Guoguo, "Do you know where the orphanage is? I can take you there."
"I don't know, but I know who does."
Tong Guoguo looked at Xu Mu and said.
"Where? It's still early anyway, we can set off right now."
Xu Mu stood up from the grass.
"In a village in the northwest of Jiangbei. That person used to be a staff member at the orphanage. Years ago, when I was out on a mission, I happened to run into her. She called my name, and only then did I remember."
Tong Guoguo explained.
"It happens to be in Jiangbei, so the distance isn't far. Let's go over there now."
Xu Mu grabbed Tong Guoguo's shoulder and walked towards the teleportation array.
"Shouldn't you give me a pair of pants first?"
Tong Guoguo suddenly asked.
"Oh, forgot. Sorry."
Xu Mu took out Tong Guoguo's spatial ring and pulled a pair of jeans from inside.
Tong Guoguo glared at Xu Mu, then turned her back to him and put the pants on.
Afterwards, Xu Mu took Tong Guoguo along and teleported to his own villa.
He and Tong Guoguo drove away together.
...
Following the map navigation, Xu Mu spent over an hour bringing Tong Guoguo to their destination.
The village wasn't large, looking like it only had a few dozen households.
Relying on her memory, Tong Guoguo arrived in front of a residence with a red iron gate.
Through his perception, Xu Mu found that no one was home, so he walked over to a few old men opposite the house.
"Sir, where did the people from this family go?"
"That's Guifen's house? Guifen has been dead for several years, and her son has never come back."
One of the old men smoking a pipe said.
"Impossible! She was only in her fifties, how could she be dead!"
Tong Guoguo, wearing sunglasses, walked over from a distance. When she saw her a few years ago, she was still in very good spirits.
"After you saw her, did you tell Wang Hun?"
Xu Mu suddenly looked at Tong Guoguo.
"I... told you. Are you saying that Mr. Soul... That's impossible!"
Tong Guoguo shook her head vigorously.
"Anything is possible."
Xu Mu walked toward the back of the house. He planned to jump inside and take a look, hoping he might find some clues.

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