“Third Young Master! Third Young Master Lu! Mu Mu! Mu Mu!”

The flashlight had rolled off to one side, covered in a layer of dust, its light growing very faint.

Jiu’er rushed over, trying to dig away the soil covering Lu Feifan’s body.

But there was simply too much sand and rubble; even though her hands were already covered in cuts, she still couldn’t manage to move the dirt in front of her even an inch.

“Mu Mu, how are you? Say something!”

She didn’t want to cry, but at this moment, her heart truly ached.

She was truly panicking!

Truly panicking!

Time was slipping away bit by bit, and the wall above her head was still collapsing!

Why had this suddenly happened? What mechanism had they triggered?

Why had the secret chamber collapsed?

“Mu Mu…”

“What are you doing here?” Suddenly, a figure rushed in from the entrance of the secret chamber, grabbing her hand firmly and pulling her into a corner.

With another loud crash, a huge boulder came hurtling down from above, right toward him.

“No, no! Mu Mu…”

But that person had already pulled her out of the secret chamber.

“What exactly happened?” Who was Mu Mu? Who had been buried in the rubble?

Jiu’er turned back and met Lu Beicheng’s deep, unfathomable eyes.

“Mu Mu… Third Young Master! Third Young Master is buried inside!” Her voice had gone hoarse with urgency.

“What?” It was Feifan!

Lu Beicheng’s heart felt as though it had been stabbed viciously with a knife.

Feifan was buried inside! How could this have happened?

He wanted to rush in, but the entire secret chamber had already begun to shake!

This secret chamber was about to collapse completely!

And beyond it, the entire imperial mausoleum seemed to be shaking as well.

This place was very dangerous.

Seeing that Jiu’er still wanted to rush in to save him, Lu Beicheng immediately pulled her, dashing outward. “Old Ji!”

“Ninth Master, I’m here.” Ji Mingyu had come in with him to search for people.

Earlier that night, when Lu Beicheng discovered Jiu’er was missing, he immediately guessed that she might have come here looking for something.

Perhaps, just like his own thinking, if they could find some crucial object, the sealed memories might return.

Although even he himself found this idea utterly absurd.

But that was exactly what he thought!

And this girl was bound to think the same way.

So, he and Ji Mingyu had come, splitting up to search for Zhen Jiu’er.

He never expected to suddenly hear a rumbling crash; he rushed here at the first moment and, sure enough, saw Jiu’er amid the dust of the rubble.

“Take her back!” Lu Beicheng thrust Jiu’er toward Ji Mingyu.

Unexpectedly, Jiu’er immediately broke free from Ji Mingyu’s grip and tried to rush toward the collapsed secret chamber again.

Lu Beicheng steeled himself, and suddenly struck a palm blow against Jiu’er’s shoulder.

Jiu’er let out a muffled groan, and everything went black before her eyes as she fainted.

“Take her out!” Lu Beicheng said in a deep voice.

“Ninth Master, let’s go together!” Ji Mingyu was desperate with worry; at this rate, if they didn’t leave now, even Ninth Master would end up buried!

“Feifan is inside!”

“What, Third Young Master, he—”

“Hurry! Take her away!”

Ji Mingyu still wanted to say something, but Lu Beicheng turned and shot him a sharp, piercing glare.

“Feifan… matters a great deal to me.” An importance he couldn’t even explain! Even he himself didn’t know why!

“Take her out, and I will definitely bring Feifan out safely. Hurry!”

Ji Mingyu gazed deeply at him for a moment, and finally, gritting his teeth, he scooped up the unconscious Zhen Jiu’er and turned to run outside.

Looking back, all he could see was Ninth Master’s figure rushing toward the secret chamber.

Ji Mingyu’s heart felt as though it were being carved apart by a blade, dripping blood.

Ninth Master, you must return safely! Otherwise, I, Old Ji, won’t know what meaning is left in my life!