Chapter 2650: White Emperor

2650 White Emperor By the time that the eldest young lady of the Mu Clan, Mu Rouxuan, and the elite disciple Mu Ziwei hurried over, the door to Wind Chasing Court had already become a disaster.

The little stoic just stood at the door silently like this, watching the drama.

She didn't interfere, assist, or save anyone. Her gaze was indifferent, like she was just an outsider watching the excitement.

...

The single-eyed old woman was stooping her waist and used a red-gold cane to walk over. She stood still next to Qiao Mu and also just watched the chaotic crowd with indifference.

"Hurry and stop!" Mu Rouxuan hastily leapt in front of the scarlet fire-spitting tiger. She activated a defensive talisman and rescued the disciple caught in the tiger's claws.

That disciple's entire body shook from fear. He tripped over his words as he cried out, "El-Eldest Young Lady, Eldest Young Lady save me!"

The old woman scoffed. "Who allowed you all to come make a fuss here? Red Fur, you have no limitations today! Swallow all these people who dare barge into Wind Chasing Court."

"Roar!!" The scarlet fire-spitting tiger promptly tore open a disciple's back and bit another female disciple's arm. It started chewing.

"Ah, ahhhh!" That female disciple screamed while trembling, "Eldest Young Lady, Eldest Young Lady save me, Eldest Young Lady."

Mu Rouxuan's expression turned extremely unsightly. She turned to look at Qiao Mu, who was standing at the door without speaking. She couldn't resist shouting harshly, "You're not telling them to stop?? You really want people to die?!"

Qiao Mu swept her an indifferent glance before turning around and walking into Wind Chasing Court.

Seeing this, the old woman also followed her inside. She ordered, "Don't let them off" and then left the roaring, ferocious beast behind.

Mu Rouxuan's lungs were about to burst from anger. She could only attack the ferocious beast with Mu Ziwei and the other elite disciples to save the Mu Clan disciples.

"Little Young Lady." The single-eyed old woman, Chenshang, followed Qiao Mu with tottering steps. She was still emotional. "Little Young Lady, you must be Little Young Lady, right?"

Her aura and appearance was so similar to her lady's. She must be her lady's daughter.

At this time, Qiao Mu also sighed with emotion. It turns out that this place she inadvertently came to was actually the courtyard her mother Long Chuyun had lived in.

After more than a decade, the scenery was the same, but the people were gone.

This entire residential compound was enveloped by a dense yin energy. From the outside, it looked just like a haunted house.

If she didn't bring it up, no one in the Mu Clan would have remembered that Long Chuyun was once the Mu Clan's lady of the house.

"Chirp. Chirp, chirp!" The little white squirrel pawed at Qiao Mu's belt and crawled into her arms.

The old woman suddenly goggled and pointed at the little white squirrel in Qiao Mu's arms. She couldn't resist exclaiming in surprise and delight, "White, white? White Emperor! Is it you? White Emperor."

White Emperor?

Qiao Mu was stunned. From this woman's expression, it was obvious that she recognized this little white squirrel in her arms.

Qiao Mu was slightly puzzled.

Could it be... there was some relation between this little white squirrel and her mother?

She seemed to grasp hold of something. A bolt of realization hit her out of the blue.

Her entire body froze.

"White Emperor." The old woman revealed a look that was of delight but also sorrow. "I didn't expect to be able to see you again in my lifetime, White Emperor."

"You said your name is Chenshang?" "Ah, yes. Yes, Little Young Lady, this old servant's name is Chenshang. I am your mother's personal nanny."