Zhang Lingzheng has arrived, but he cannot guarantee absolute success. Fengyu fears that Zhang Lingzheng might fail to save her.
Nuanyang said in a solemn tone, "Master said that whatever he could do, you can do as well! His unfulfilled wishes, you will fulfill on his behalf. He hopes you can survive!"
"Nuanyang, there are some things I cannot replace him in doing," Fengyu said sorrowfully. "If the Second Young Master knows that I am Fengyu, not Xie Xun, he will surely be heartbroken. He harbors vengeance and hatred that will not let him rest even in the afterlife. Nuanyang, I beg you, give me the Soul Suppressing Pearl!"
"I'm sorry!"
Fengyu threatened, "Fine, since your master is gone, then I'll accompany him anyway."
Zhang Lingzheng was rescuing lives, and Fengyu, now inhabiting Xie Xun's body, could not linger in the tent. Officials sent by the court had arrived, and she needed to take Xie Xun's place to handle those petty matters.
