Liang Shujun and her companions followed the tracks left by the squad ahead, and along the way, they discovered signs of a struggle and Aunt Zhao’s body. They didn’t know what had happened at the time and could only guess, using their imagination. The Taihang Mountain Range has a highest peak. Several days later, this group of people, pulling a flatbed cart, arrived at the summit. Standing on the mountaintop, these women from The Outside looked toward the direction of the Desert. They took Pei Yu’s coffin off the flatbed cart. He Su, who hadn’t touched a drop of water or a grain of rice for several days, had tears streaked on her face and her eyes flashed with astonishing venom. She knew these people had no good intentions, But she was powerless to change the outcome. During these days, He Su pondered one thing. Why had it all turned out this way? Where exactly had she gone wrong? The more she thought about it, the deeper she delved until it was as if she had an epiphany, suddenly understanding everything. It was as if she had been living in a dream. She was wrong, all of it had been wrong. The mistake was when she faced danger in the mountains and was saved by Liang Shujun, by Phoenix Blood. The mistake was also painting Pei Yu as her savior; all the seeds of disaster were sown in those moments. Deep in her heart, she clung to an obsession: in her most desperate hour, it was the youth with a cinnabar dot on his forehead who had appeared and saved her life. Since then, that cinnabar had occupied a special place in her heart. The red of that cinnabar was the most beautiful memory in her heart. How hard those times had been, with her parents dead, and the burden of the grain shop resting solely on her shoulders. She had to handle her parents’ affairs and take on the heavy load of the family business. She was very tired, truly exhausted. In fact, as a child, she had been treasured like a precious jewel, cherished in the palm of her parents. At that time, she had no interest in business, and her mother had never been willing to force her. But after her parents died, having no talent in this area, she could only resort to her own schemes. On the commercial battlefield, her knowledge was simply too scant to stand up against her opponents. So she resorted to hiring killers to eliminate her competition from the root. As for Phoenix Blood, as for Liang Shujun... When she met Liang Shujun in Taihang Town, initially, she addressed her as Shopkeeper Liang, and later as Boss Liang. However, once Liang Shujun sold herself to the Sky Blue Building, she was stripped of the titles Shopkeeper Liang and Boss Liang and couldn’t even call her by her true name. She had to, like everyone else, call her Phoenix Blood, and only then would she receive an indifferent glance. She had been wrong, all wrong. If she had known the truth from the beginning, she should have been straightforward, decisive, and simply killed Pei Yu... After all, at the end of his term, and with the arrogance that came with favoritism, killing him would have been justifiable. But she was indecisive, lacking the resolution to act ruthlessly. She thought, after all, he was someone she had once cherished, so she left him a way out, little knowing that he would not only be ungrateful but even harbor hatred against her. One misstep led to another, Until now, she found herself in such a predicament! He Su suddenly felt a desire to laugh; it was indeed ridiculous. She looked at those women from The Outside, her heart now somewhat clear, already guessing their intentions. Pei Yu, even in death, couldn’t rest in peace. His remaining followers actually wanted her to join him in his burial? Hah, how could this not be laughable?? He Su’s hands were tied with rope, and her mouth gagged. Unable to speak, she could only make woeful noises, but those women didn’t spare her a single glance.