"If you want to know, then follow ,"
Gu Chuxin’s eyes held a smug smile as she turned and went downstairs.
Nan Yu watched her retreating figure with emotions churning in the depths of her eyes, clenching her fists.
She glanced back in Duan Zhu’s direction, before making up her mind with finality.
Nan Yu followed in the direction Gu Chuxin had left.
Along the way, she bypassed the bustling areas and eventually reached a secluded corner.
The surroundings were so quiet that it felt as though she was in a deserted place.
Nan Yu looked toward Gu Chuxin, who had stopped not far away. Before she could speak, the other party took the initiative.
"I was really afraid that I’d mistaken the person, but now, seeing you follow here, it proves I was right—you are indeed my junior sister."
Even in the darkness, Nan Yu could clearly see the hatred in Gu Chuxin’s eyes.
She arched an eyebrow and chuckled lightly.
"Senior sister, there was no need for such a roundabout approach—you could have simply asked , and how could I have possibly not told you?"
Seeing her like this, Gu Chuxin’s mind was flooded with the image of Gu Gongming before his death.
Gu Gongming, clutching his painfully aching heart, still did not forget to tell her, "Chuxin, you didn’t need to do this to —you could have just asked for it, and how could I have not given it to you?"
At this mont, the deceased Gu Gongming and the annoying junior sister in front of her rged into one.
A look of irritation and disgust crossed Gu Chuxin’s face. She snapped her head up, breathing out in a hot huff.
"I don’t need you to tell , I can find out on my own!"
Nan Yu saw her inexplicable temper flare and narrowed her eyes slightly, continuing as if nothing was amiss.
"Hmm, senior sister, you’re really capable, able to find out anything—so, can you tell how our master died back then?"
Gu Chuxin, hearing this casual praise as if she were being treated like a child, beca even more irritated.
"If you want to know about what happened back then, you have to answer a question for first,"
Nan Yu saw her beating around the bush while the banquet outside was about to begin, and displeasure flashed through her eyes.
"What question?"
Because she wore sunglasses, Gu Chuxin couldn’t see the change in her eyes and continued to stare at her as she asked, "What did that old man leave for you? Besides the Longevity Flower, what else did he leave you?"
Nan Yu lifted her eyelids, her crimson lips slightly parting.
"Senior sister, master only left that Longevity Flower. Everything else, he left to you, his biological daughter. Is there a problem with that?"
Her tone carried clear confusion.
Back then, master had only left her the Golden Key, nothing else—not even the letter was for her but for Gu Chuxin.
She didn’t understand what Gu Chuxin ant by her words.
Seeing this, Gu Chuxin simply did not believe her.
"You’re lying! He gave you the most precious Longevity Flower, how could he possibly have left you nothing else? In his eyes, I, his biological daughter, am far less than you, a disciple who appeared out of nowhere!"
Seeing her anger, Nan Yu couldn’t help but purse her lips, speaking slowly, "Senior sister, if you have any complaints about the Longevity Flower that master gave , as long as you tell the real truth behind master’s death, you don’t have to return the flower to ."
Upon hearing this, Gu Chuxin’s anger instantly deflated, her eyes widening in shock as she looked at Nan Yu.
"What do you an I don’t have to return it to you?"
Nan Yu said calmly, "Aren’t you the one who stole the Longevity Flower? Do I need to take it out of your pocket myself for you to admit it?"
Gu Chuxin reflexively covered her bag, looking at Nan Yu with frightened eyes.
"When did you find out?"
Nan Yu said coldly, "From the mont you stole it, I knew you had taken the Longevity Flower."
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