Chapter 1087: Whats owed to my East Qin imperial clan (1/2)

It exploded!

Tiger’s Prison exploded!

A huge plume of smoke swallowed up Long Feiye and the others, making them vanish in the blink of an eye. Gu Beiyue had cleared snatched away the torch in Jun Yixie’s hands, so where did this explosion come from?

“Long Feiye…!” Han Yunxi exclaimed. Dust, dirt, and sand spewed at her face as she strove to head forward.

“Poison lass, you’ve gone mad!” Gu Qishao hollered.

Very soon, there was another BOOM before a second explosion rose up. This time, the impact was twice as loud as the first! All of Tiger’s Prison was submerged in the blast! Han Yunxi was sent flying backwards by the shock. As she fell towards the ground, someone flew towards her and shielded her in an embrace. She couldn’t see anything, but heard the successive blasts as they went off one after the other. A heat wave seemed to rise from the direction of her back.

The explosions wouldn’t stop!

Jun Yixie had buried none other than pure gunpowder in Tiger’s Prison! He had planted explosives both on Ning Cheng’s back and all the grounds! He wanted them to go in so they could die with him in the blasts!

Then doesn’t that mean Long Feiye…

And Gu Beiyue and Ning Cheng too!

Thinking up to here, Han Yunxi struggled to break free, but the person held her fast.

“Let go!” she fumed, not realizing how panicked and impetuous she was now.

“Are you courting death? Don’t move!” the voice said, extremely fierce. Still, Han Yunxi could tell that it was Gu Qishao speaking. This was the time first in her life she’d heard him so coldly furious. His scolding finally brought her back to her senses.

That’s right! Am I courting death?

With all the explosions going on behind them in such proximity, she should count her blessings that she hadn’t been blasted to death yet. All they could do now was wait. Han Yunxi stopped moving while the debris from the blast hit Gu Qishao’s body. He was half crouched with one hand against the ground, his head lowered. That devastatingly beautiful face was graced with a severity and frost that was indescribable.

With such a big explosion, the chances of Long Feiye and rest...boded more ill than good. It was almost a guaranteed death! No matter how quickly Gu Beiyue could move, he could at most save himself.

After a indeterminate amount of time when all the blasts stopped, Gu Qishao stood up to dust himself off. Han Yunxi was covered from head to toe in dirt despite being shielded by him the entire time. Moreover, there was a bloody patch on her right shoulder where the blast had injured her. Still, neither of them could bother with injuries now. Han Yunxi and Gu Qishao remained exceptionally silent as they slowly turned around. They dearly hoped to see a miracle, such as familiar faces they knew. But that didn’t happen.

They didn’t even see Gu Beiyue.

All they saw was a sea of flames. Tiger’s Prison had long been reduced to an infero with raging fires dashing to the skies. The two of them felt like their souls had been lit aflame too, burning with pain!

Manager Jin was protecting Mu Linger while Tang Li had escaped in time with little Tang Tang unharmed. Only the baby had been scared wake and was bawling up a storm. Everyone knew that Tiger’s Prison was booby-trapped, which was why they’d stayed out. How could they predict that Jun Yixie would set such explosives? He didn’t even want his own life anymore!

A large, massive crater greeted them with silence. Only little Tang Tan’s cries pierced the air, making it especially desolate. No one could recover their senses or take in the sight before them as reality!

Could they pretend none of this ever happened?

Could they pretend Long Feiye and Gu Beiyue were still standing by their sides?

It wasn’t known how long they simply stood and stared. Finally, Mu Linger burst into tears.

“How could this be?! Why is it like this? Sobsob...I can’t believe it! It has to be a dream, it has to be!”

Mu Linger’s sobs stirred Han Yunxi’s breaking point. She slowly fell to a crouch and buried her head into her knees to cry. Even with all the others by her side, her trembling form looked lonely and helpless.

Long Feiye...was gone.

Beiyue...was gone too.

Finally, Han Yunxi’s sobs broke out. Gu Qishao remained standing next to her, unsure of how to comfort the woman. Perhaps he even had trouble consoling himself. In the end, he crouched down and enveloped her in a hug, hoping to give her support. But she remained with her head buried in her knees, crying louder and louder.

Eventually, Gu Qishao let go and looked away. Unexpectedly, he found something that first stunned, then pleasantly surprised him.