Chapter 48: Clues Regarding the Curse

Until a cold wind blew past.

Only then did Moli feel herself break free slightly from an illusory nightmare.

She was draped over a wide and solid back, the surrounding streetscape rapidly receding.

Everything felt hazy and unreal.

"Boss… is that really you?"

Her voice was very soft, carrying a heavy sense of unreality.

"Weren't you… killed by that giant Dragon?"

She had seen it with her own eyes, the Dragon Breath that was hot enough to melt steel completely swallowing that figure whole.

Yet now, he had appeared right in front of her, completely unscathed.

There wasn't even the slightest trace of injury on his body.

Zhou Huai controlled Yasuo, his steps not pausing for a single moment as his calm voice drifted over from the wind.

"I have my own ways."

"You don't need to ask too much."

Moli obediently shut her mouth.

But the tears that had accumulated in her eyes for a long time could no longer be held back, silently sliding down and soaking the man's collar.

Before stepping through that door of the Bloodfiend Syndicate, she had never thought she could come out alive.

Much less dare to extravagantly hope that someone would come to save her.

In this cold world, aside from the older sister who depended on her for mutual support, there wouldn't be a second person who cared whether she lived or died.

Yet he came.

The man before her eyes was like a beam of light tearing through the endless dark night.

Forcefully, domineeringly, and unreasonably dragging her back alive from the abyss of despair.

"Boss… why are you so good…"

"I thought I was a dead person, wuwuwu…"

Hearing the girl's sobbing voice tinged with a crying tone, Zhou Huai's tone remained calm.

"Stop crying."

"Didn't I already say so?"

"I am your Boss, so naturally I must protect you safely."

Not long after, the two returned to the dilapidated residential building on Lilac Road.

When Mo Yu saw her younger sister being carried back on Yasuo's back, that pair of dead, stagnant eyes instantly erupted with an unbelievable brilliance, which immediately transformed into surging tears.

"Moli! You're back! You're fine!"

Moli got down from Yasuo's back, quickly rushed to the bedside, tightly grasped her older sister's weak hand, and held back her tears to comfort her.

"Sis, I'm fine, I'm doing very well."

Mo Yu wept tears of joy, her gaze turning to the silent man at the doorway, her voice filled with the most sincere gratitude.

"Thank you… Thank you for saving my younger sister…"

Zhou Huai waved his hand, signaling that there was no need to be polite.

His gaze fell upon Mo Yu's haggard face, a faint, elusive sense of familiarity causing his brows to knit together imperceptibly.

The next second, he suddenly stepped forward.

Under the astonished gazes of the two sisters, he directly pulled back the thin quilt covering Mo Yu's body.

Immediately, a palm rested upon Mo Yu's slender wrist.

It was merely a brief contact.

Zhou Huai's expression suddenly congealed.

That's right.

It was this exact feeling.

Chilling, stagnant, like maggots gnawing at bones.

It was that damned power of the curse!

The woman before him was actually afflicted with a curse, just like himself!

This sudden action startled both sisters.

Moli spoke cautiously.

"Boss… What… what is wrong with you?"

Zhou Huai let go of her hand without answering, only staring at Moli with unprecedentedly solemn tone.

"How did your older sister end up in this state?"

Hearing this, Moli's original worry was instantly replaced by towering anger, and she gnashed her teeth.

"Isn't it all because of the Zhou Family?!"

"The Zhou Family?"

Zhou Huai's heart stirred; Mo Yu actually had entanglements with the Zhou Family as well?

At this moment, Mo Yu on the bed softly sighed and took the initiative to explain.

Her voice was very weak, yet very clear.

"A few years ago, I used to be a servant of the Zhou Family, specifically responsible for serving the Third Mistress."

"Later, the Third Mistress encountered that terrible attack, and quite a few of us servants were caught in the crossfire."

"In the end… only I and the Young Master survived."

"Ever since then, my body has never been able to move again, and the Zhou Family also… also drove me out."

Realization dawned in Zhou Huai's heart.

So she was his mother's maid back then.

He searched the depths of the original host's vague memories for a moment; it seemed there truly was such a figure, always quietly bustling about beside his mother.

No wonder he hadn't recognized her at first.

The original host's memories of that attack were fragmented, filled with chaos and fear.

Perhaps he could find some clues regarding the curse from this survivor.

"Do you still remember what exactly happened back then?"

Yasuo's question made Mo Yu somewhat surprised, and Moli at the side was also very curious.

"Boss, why are you asking about this?"

Zhou Huai said with an expressionless face: "I just want to understand the situation; perhaps I can find a way to help your older sister lift the curse."

Hearing these words, a trace of a desolate, bitter smile appeared on Mo Yu's face.

"Lift the curse?"

"Even the esteemed Young Master of the Zhou Family invited renowned doctors everywhere yet remained completely helpless, so how could I dare to harbor any hope?"

She was silent for a moment, seemingly recalling that unbearable past.

"Strictly speaking, I shouldn't tell outsiders about this matter. But since you are Moli's savior, it wouldn't hurt to tell you."

"That day was the birthday banquet of the Zhou Family's Old Master."

"After the banquet ended, the Third Mistress brought the Young Master and a few of us servants, taking a carriage back to the Third Branch's villa."

"Right on the way back, we encountered an attack."

Her voice began to tremble slightly, evidently recalling that terrifying scene.

"Everything happened too fast; I only remember countless attacks coming from all directions, and the carriage was instantly torn to pieces."

"I was knocked unconscious right then and there."

"Before I completely lost consciousness, it seemed like I saw… I saw the Third Master, which is Master Zhou Feng, rushing over to rescue us."

"I also faintly… seemed to hear him roar angrily at those people in black…"

Mo Yu tried hard to recall, her brows tightly locked.

"He seemed to be asking… Were you sent by the Sun Family?"

The Sun Family?

These two words exploded in Zhou Huai's mind like a thunderclap!

The Sun Family, currently the top noble family in Donghai City!

Could that attack targeting his mother and himself back then actually be related to the Sun Family?

"What happened next?" Zhou Huai pressed on.

Mo Yu shook her head, her face filled with sorrow.

"Afterwards… afterwards I didn't know anything anymore."

"When I woke up again, everything was over."

"The Mistress died, and the Young Master became paralyzed."

"Although I managed to survive by a fluke, it was pretty much the same as being dead."

"The Zhou Family gave me a sum of money and simply dismissed me."

"Over the years, if Moli hadn't constantly taken care of me, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to go on living long ago."

Zhou Huai nodded understandingly.

Regardless of whether this clue was true or false, at least he now had a direction for investigation.

He looked toward the two sisters.

"You two cannot continue staying in this place."

"The remnant members of the Bloodfiend Syndicate might still come to look for trouble with you."

"I will arrange a new residence for you."

Fortunately, the apartments that Uncle Fu had rented previously were more than enough; arranging just one of them would be enough for this pair of helpless sisters to settle down.

Very quickly.

After settling the two sisters into their new residence, Zhou Huai gave instructions to Moli.

"For these few days, you should rest well first and take care of your older sister."

"In a little while, I have a major matter to assign to you to handle."

Moli immediately straightened her back and nodded vigorously, without even asking what matter it was.

"Rest assured, Boss! Leave it to me!"

Watching Yasuo's figure disappear at the doorway, Mo Yu looked at her younger sister and asked softly.

"Moli, this Boss of yours… exactly what kind of person is he?"

Moli shook her head.

"I don't know either."

But her eyes were already filled with a near-blind worship and trust.

"Anyway, he is an extremely, extremely formidable person."

On the other side, Yasuo walked out of the apartment building and merged into the bustling traffic of the city.

Without pausing for a moment, he walked straight in a certain direction.

Donghai City, Forging Guild.

His equipment had already been forged and completed by Ou Yezi.