Ji Yunshu’s sudden strange behavior—she who had been taciturn and composed throughout the journey—left Tiger Master and the others utterly shocked.

They had no idea what was happening!

Ji Yunshu twisted the arm that Yao Niang held captive: “Let me go find him, let me go!”

Her tone was almost pleading.

“How can I let you go out at a time like this?” Yao Niang desperately tried to dissuade her. “Miss, I’ve already told you—right now there’s a sandstorm passing outside. If you go out, you’ll die. I cannot let a guest of my Tiansha Inn die here!”

“Let go!” At this moment, Ji Yunshu completely couldn’t hear any words of dissuasion. She seemed to have gone mad, her strength alarmingly great.

She shoved Yao Niang away with one push!

Before those waiters could react, she had already opened the main door and rushed out.

Fierce winds howled past, sounding terrifying!

An enormous dust storm was also rolling toward the inn from all sides!

Ji Yunshu couldn’t rationally consider her own safety, much less control her heart’s desire to find Jingrong.

She rushed out recklessly. Her frail body quickly disappeared into the sandstorm outside.

Gradually swallowed by the darkness of night!

Yao Niang had intended to chase after her, but the fierce wind carrying yellow sand blew in from outside. She raised her hand to shield her eyes, unable to move an inch.

The inn’s manager shouted: “Quickly close the door!”

A waiter asked: “What about that young lady?”

“If she wants to die herself, let her die. We can’t let her drag all our lives down with her.”

“Exactly!” Just as the waiter was about to close the door, a figure suddenly rushed out through the gap.

“Hey!” They shouted but couldn’t stop him!

They watched as that figure also disappeared into the night.

Yao Niang’s brows furrowed tightly, her face losing all color as she said: “They simply don’t care about their lives.”

Ji Yunshu rushed out the door. The surrounding sandstorm grew increasingly fierce. She pursued in the direction those black-clothed men had left, but her steps grew heavier and heavier. Each grain of yellow sand scraping against her body felt like a knife. She squinted her eyes, feeling everything before her growing darker and darker, completely unable to find direction. Her body seemed to be constantly sinking downward.

She shouted loudly: “Jingrong, is that you? Why won’t you see me when you’re clearly still alive? Jingrong…”

She shouted over and over again!

Until she was completely exhausted.

Her powerless body collapsed heavily. Her palms were ground painfully raw by the sand. Her body was about to be swallowed by this great storm.

Just then—

A force suddenly came from her arm, pulling her up from the ground.

Holding her tightly in an embrace.

Shielding her from the constantly scraping wind and sand.

Luoyang shouted in rebuke: “Are you crazy? Don’t you care about your life? The storm will swallow you without leaving even a trace.”

She was weak and powerless, her body leaning in his embrace, tears streaming down, crying in unbearable pain.

Hearing that crying, Luoyang’s heart softened!

However great his anger had been, it all dissipated completely.

“Alright, alright, I don’t care who you’re trying to find, but you can’t gamble with your life like this. Hurry and come back with me.” He grabbed her hand, pulling her toward the direction of the inn.

But the wind and sand grew increasingly fierce. With each step, their bodies sank downward.

Ji Yunshu, her eyes red, said: “Go back yourself. You don’t need to worry about me anymore.”

“I took a huge risk coming out to find you. If I return empty-handed, everyone will laugh me to death. But if I bring you back, I’ll be a hero!”

This fellow was never serious.

He pulled her hand and walked with great effort, but both of them were exhausted by this storm.

Luoyang had always valued his life above all else. This time, to save Ji Yunshu, he had truly broken that principle.

But he still didn’t want to die, and even more so, he couldn’t be swallowed to death by this storm—that would be too disgraceful!

Fortunately, heaven blessed them!

Tiger Master appeared with his people just in time.

“They’re here! Quick, bring them back!”

Several people rushed out, supporting the two of them as they quickly left the dust storm.

They returned to the inn.

A narrow escape!

Everyone in the inn broke into a cold sweat.

Yao Niang quickly had people close the main door and brace it with posts.

Everyone was covered in sand, utterly disheveled.

Ji Yunshu was helped to sit down. She gasped continuously, her eyes still red, her gaze appearing somewhat vacant.

Luoyang, like a puddle of mud, collapsed directly onto the ground.

Taking large gulps of breath.

Xiao Ba rushed over anxiously and frantically, crying in distress: “Brother, you scared me to death! I thought you would die out there! Thank goodness you’re okay. If you had died before me, what would I have done?”

“What are you crying for? I’m not dead yet.” Luoyang sat up, shaking the sand from his body and patting Xiao Ba’s head. “Your brother has nine lives. Don’t worry.”

“From now on, you absolutely mustn’t do such foolish things again. Otherwise, if you’re blown away by the storm, I won’t even be able to find your corpse.”

“…” Luoyang was completely speechless, momentarily at a loss for what to say.

He could only cast a worried glance toward Ji Yunshu.

That woman had completely lost herself, her face full of pain.

He just couldn’t understand—who exactly was she looking for?

That she would even risk her life!

Yao Niang, seeing them safely returned, also relaxed. Exchanging a glance with Tiger Master, she said to Ji Yunshu: “Miss, are you alright?”

She remained silent, but tears kept falling.

Seeing this, Yao Niang could only say to Tiger Master: “I’ll help her upstairs first.”

Tiger Master: “I’m grateful to you.”

“Since this young lady is one of your people, there’s no need to speak of trouble.”

Yao Niang then supported Ji Yunshu upstairs.

Just as they were about to enter the room, Ji Yunshu’s steps halted. She said: “You don’t need to see me inside.”

“Are you truly alright?”

“I’m fine. Thank you.”

She pushed open the door and closed it behind her.

But as the door opened, Yao Niang seemed to have seen something inside?

Her eyes slightly darkened!

But in the end, she still didn’t knock to inquire. Instead, she turned and went downstairs to deal with the mess below.

Inside the room, Ji Yunshu leaned against the door, her emotions taking a long time to settle.

She walked with measured steps to the bedside and slightly lifted the quilt, looking at the man lying on the bed.

That masked man had broken into Tiansha Inn precisely to find this person.

She couldn’t understand—if Jingrong was still alive, why didn’t he come find her?

Why, for three whole years, had there been not a single word from him?

Her mind was filled with questions. The pain in her heart was being peeled open layer by layer, hurting so much that she couldn’t help but crouch on the ground, curling into a ball, tightly hugging her knees.

Tears fell unceasingly from her eyes!

Whenever she closed her eyes, that familiar gaze would appear in her mind.

Impossible to dispel.

Jingrong, is it really you?

These three years, what exactly have you experienced that would make you unwilling to face me even though you’re clearly still alive? Do you know that I’ve been searching for you—across the ends of the earth, through countless mountains and rivers, I’ve been searching for you!