I Know You, Xu Mu

“He’s at the sixth level of Boundary Breaker, but I don’t know if he continued to breakthrough during his disappearance.”

Shi Fumeng explained, “He once said he had been stuck at the sixth level for many years.”

Xu Mu silently nodded to himself. As expected, it was worthy of being the golden finger that could serve as the protagonist’s trump card—his strength was truly terrifying.

The journey was smooth all the way. Xu Mu first drove to Jiang City.

This time, he didn’t go back to his own villa but headed straight for the Xu Manor.

Recently, the staff at the Xu Manor had been much more relaxed than usual. Xu Shou told them he was going on a trip to enjoy life.

Xu Ningbing said she was going out for further studies, and Xu Mu, because of his marriage, had also moved out of the manor.

Now that there was no one in the manor needing to be attended to, they just swept the grounds early, trimmed the flowers and plants, and started chatting.

However, seeing Xu Mu’s car pull up, they immediately stood up.

After getting out of the car, Xu Mu boarded a helicopter with Shi Fumeng and headed to their destination.

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Arriving outside Gonggong City, they could see a vast stretch of green wheat fields from above.

Xu Mu landed the helicopter on a path in the fields. Sensing that no one else was nearby,

he quickly stored the helicopter into his storage space.

“You put such a big helicopter in there? How much can that space ring on your hand actually hold?”

Shi Fumeng stared in surprise at the vanished helicopter, her mouth agape.

“My master gave it to me,”

Xu Mu explained simply. “It just barely fits.”

Speaking of which, he had accumulated some more Justice Points recently. He wondered when he could expand his storage space again.

If he could store both the helicopter and the car in it one day, it would save him a lot of trouble.

“Your master is truly a master,”

Shi Fumeng said, pointing ahead. “Follow me. It’s about two more kilometers.”

Xu Mu nodded, looking at the fields on both sides. “Did you grow up here?”

“That’s right,”

Shi Fumeng smiled and nodded. “We were allowed to play in the fields. Back then, I had a lot of playmates...”

At this point, her voice trailed off.

Xu Mu walked beside her without saying much. Seeing the fields, he also thought of his own childhood.

Finally, at a village by a small riverbank, Shi Fumeng stopped.

“Is the relic here?”

Xu Mu looked around.

“Yes, it’s right under that stone bridge ahead,”

Shi Fumeng said, walking toward the river. “It’s not the rainy season now, so there’s very little water here. We can go straight down into the riverbed.”

Xu Mu nodded.

By the river, they found that only the central area had flowing water, while both sides were nearly dry.

Xu Mu and Shi Fumeng went down into the riverbed together and finally arrived under the stone bridge.

There were many graffiti here, and judging by the written words—especially the use of pinyin—it seemed the authors were quite young.

Shi Fumeng placed her hand on a nearby stone, infused it with Qi, and walked through.

Xu Mu followed her, entering as well.

Stepping into the relic, the first thing that met their eyes was overgrown weeds.

“Our clan once farmed here. The alien tribes looked down on us because they thought we were the same as them but still followed the Flame Emperor,”

Shi Fumeng said, looking at the somewhat desolate scenery before her in a low voice. “And you all didn’t accept us either. You considered us aliens. We never bothered anyone—we just lived here in seclusion. We didn’t provoke anyone. Why did you have to exterminate our entire clan?”

By the time she finished speaking, Shi Fumeng’s tears had already fallen.

Xu Ningbing patted her on the back and walked deeper into the ruins. He realized that this site was completely different from all the others he had encountered before.

The previous ruins had mostly been palace-like structures, or caves of various kinds.

But the buildings here were no different from the villages outside—all brick-and-tile houses.

Most of them, however, had collapsed or been destroyed.

Shi Fumeng wiped her tears with her sleeve and quickened her pace to catch up with Xu Ningbing. “The altar is at the deepest point.”

Xu Ningbing nodded, then asked, “Are there any treasures left here?”

“No. My father never mentioned any.”

Shi Fumeng shook her head, then asked, “Why do you suddenly ask that?”

“Because there are people deeper in.”

Xu Ningbing pointed into the distance.

“What?”

Shi Fumeng was taken aback, then waved her hand dismissively. “Our ruins have been abandoned for nearly thirty years. It’s normal for people to sneak in looking for treasures.”

“Well, they don’t seem like treasure hunters to me.”

Xu Ningbing broke into a smile.

“What do you mean?”

“You’ll know when we get there.”

The two quickened their pace and finally reached the rear of the ruins. There, a large patch of overgrown weeds had been cleared away.

Nearby, the land had been tilled and planted with wheat, just like the fields outside.

In the distance, a broken-down earthen house had been repaired and restored. It was late afternoon, and a few people were lounging in the yard, soaking up the sun.

A couple of children could be seen playing nearby.

Seeing this, Shi Fumeng finally understood what Xu Ningbing meant.

Judging by the growth of the wheat, these people had clearly been living here for a long time.

The people over there also noticed the two approaching. They immediately rose from their reclining chairs.

One of them hurried to protect the children, while a bald, white-bearded elder appeared before Xu Ningbing and Shi Fumeng in an instant.

Both Xu Ningbing and Shi Fumeng felt their hearts sink. Such incredible speed.

The bald elder spoke in a deep voice, “Who are you? Why have you trespassed into our ruins?”

“You’re the one who’s taken over someone else’s nest. Your ruins? Can you even activate the ruins’ formation?”

Shi Fumeng said this while instinctively hiding behind Xu Ningbing, but then felt it was wrong and stepped back out. “Who are you people? Why are you in my home?”

Xu Ningbing, using his Divine Eye, examined the old man’s identity.

Name: Guan Liu

Race: Guanxiong Tribe (Chest-Hole People)

Favorability: -5

Heavenly Fate Level: 4 (Out of 10)

Xu Ningbing’s heart tightened. The Guanxiong Tribe. He remembered that he and Chen Xuan had dealt with them before, and Shi Fumeng had been there at the time.

He sensed trouble. Based on the old man’s speed just now, he was definitely at the Boundary-Breaking level.

“Your home? This abandoned ruin is your home?”

Guan Liu asked, frowning.

“That’s right. If you don’t believe me, I can activate the formation right now.”

Shi Fumeng said calmly.

“You’re… from the Gonggong Clan?”

Guan Liu stared at Shi Fumeng.

“Yes.”

Shi Fumeng paused mid-sentence, her expression suddenly shifting. “Was it your clan that slaughtered my people?”

“Don’t spout nonsense. I despise being framed for something I didn’t do.”

Guan Liu stood with his hands behind his back, asking coolly, “Since this place has been abandoned for so long, why have you come back? Could it be… there’s some treasure hidden here?”

“Senior, even if there were treasures here, they would’ve been taken away years ago. Why wait until now?”

Xu Mu smiled and waved his hand. “We’re just passing by and wanted to visit our old home. Since you’ve already settled here, we’ll take our leave now.”

“Wait!”

Guan Liu called out to Xu Mu. “I know you, Xu Mu!”