Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!-Chapter 73 - Ling Xiaoxuan being Cuckolded

73: Chapter 73: Ling Xiaoxuan being Cuckolded

73 -73: Ling Xiaoxuan being Cuckolded

As soon as everyone approached the temple, a tense voice came from inside, asking nervously.

“Who’s out there?!”

The voice, underscored by an apparent pretense of confidence, resonated with a sense of panic and tremor that anyone could sense. ƒгeewebnovёl.com

Upon recognizing the familiar voice, Ling Xiaoxuan’s face lit up with joy and she hurried towards the temple entrance.

“Du Changheng, it’s me.

I’ve brought people to rescue you!”

The Ling family’s bodyguard swiftly stepped in to stop her from advancing into danger.

Before anyone could react, the old temple door was opened from the inside.

A haggard and visibly sleep-deprived young man appeared, his countenance as pale as a sheet.

Several more men and women, each looking visibly terrified, stood behind him.

As he caught sight of Ling Xiaoxuan, Du Changheng’s face deepened with a strange excitement, reaching out to embrace her.

Just as he was about to touch her, Qin Ruan took hold of Ling Xiaoxuan by her collar and pulled her back.

Du Changheng glared at Qin Ruan, his gaze dark and resentful, as if she had stolen his treasure.

Befuddled, Ling Xiaoxuan was taken aback at how effortlessly Qin Ruan was able to lift her.

Especially considering she was almost over a hundred pounds.

Qin Ruan shielded her in the back and said to the man, “Let’s talk inside.”

A heavy gloss filled Du Changheng’s eyes as he grudgingly cleared the way.

Inside the dilapidated temple were a few clay Buddha statues and seven people including Du Changheng.

A girl, upon seeing Ling Xiaoxuan, completely lost control and began to cry.

“Xiaoxuan, you’re finally here.

Xiaomei is dead, she’s gone!”

“I’m scared.

I want to go home.

But no matter which way we go, we end up here again.

I’m really scared, I want to go home…”

The girl gripped onto Ling Xiaoxuan, sobbing uncontrollably.

She was gasping for breath while screaming about how frightened she was and her longing to be home.

This time, Qin Ruan did not keep the girl from getting close to Ling Xiaoxuan.

Her slender figure stood upright in the temple, taking in the sight of the sizable area.

“Sister Ruan, did you find anything out?” Qiao Jiu approached Qin Ruan, softly posing the question.

Qin Ruan lightly shook her head, remaining silent, her gaze falling on Qiao Jiu’s master inadvertently.

Qiao Nanyuan was also intently observing the desolate temple, and his staunch features grew increasingly solemn.

It seemed like he had discovered something as well.

Qin Ruan’s stern gaze fell on the young man standing behind Ling Xiaoxuan.

Du Changheng, this was the person her schoolmate was engaged to.

“Miss Ling mentioned you couldn’t leave Qi Mountain.

We had some difficulty with the path up the mountain, but still managed to make it.

Could you let us know what exactly happened that left you trapped here?”

One of the Heavenly Masters spoke up, his inquiry straightforward and direct.

A man from the paranormal exploration team stepped forward, explaining their ordeal in detail.

They had arrived on Qi Mountain a week ago with the Imperial Mausoleum as their destination, taking thorough precautions to avoid a similar fate as their initial unsuccessful exploration.

However, they had not anticipated encountering a haunting, which resulted in a loss of life.

Their tale began three days ago, when they found a tomb entrance behind the temple and decided to explore it.

Du Changheng and two other male team members entered the tomb.

There were secret stone gate mechanisms underground, which they, lacking knowledge of geomancy, could not solve and hence were unable to proceed.

Believing they had found the Imperial Mausoleum, their excitement peaked.

They decided to bide their time.

However, that very night, disaster struck.

When reciting this part of their story, the team member subtly glanced at Ling Xiaoxuan, who was comforting the weeping girl in her arms.

He continued, “That night, Du Changheng was with Xiaomei.

We heard a scream and rushed out, only to find her already dead.

Xiaomei’s body was dreadful to behold.

Her body seemed as though it had been precisely cut using a sophisticated tool, each piece uniformly sized, and the ground littered with blood and flesh.”