She kowtowed heavily to Gu Yanfei, then raised her head and looked at her almost reverently.
Gu Yanfei took out a compass from her sleeve and casually turned the needle. She counted with her fingers and said, "Wuliang Temple. Take the Hua family tree to Wuliang Temple."
With that, she turned around and walked toward the door. The old women in the Gu family hurriedly moved the chairs and coffee table away.
Madam Hua didn't stop Gu Yanfei or move. She just watched her cross the high threshold in a daze, as if she had lost half of her soul.
"Squeak—"
The vermilion doors on both sides were gradually closed.
Halfway through the door, Gu Yanfei stopped on the other side of the threshold and said casually, "By the way, there's not much time left for your son."
"Now, their lives are connected. If he dies, he dies too."
"If he lives, so does he."
"There are 24 hours left."
