Connected 8

A ray of light enveloped Mo Yujian's body as he floated in mid-air. It stunned them speechless that they froze at the unbelievable sight. The light was filled with so much spiritual energy that it could be considered holy.

No one knew where the light had come from. It absorbed into Mo Yujian's body and black liquid slowly oozing out through his skin. His skin slowly turned normal and his nails were pinkish again. He looked like a normal man that was in his sickbed due to fever.

After the black rotten smelled liquid stopped, the light faded and disappeared and Mo Yujian's body was gently placed onto the bed as he originally was as if the few seconds miracle was nothing but a mere figment of their imagination.

If not for their master's flush and hurried breathing, they could never have believed their eyes.

"What was that?"

"Did you all see that?"

"Yeah. I thought I had imagined it."

It was Hai Feng that had rushed to Mo Yujian's side and burst into tears. "Master!" He cried out loud.

Mo Yujian frowned and his eye fluttered open. Those pair of eyes were as dark as color of dusk late into the night, they gleamed like the most precious gems, it was too beautiful and breathtaking to look directly onto them.

He groaned and pushed Hai Feng's face out of his sight and struggled to sit himself up.

As the loyal servant he was, Hai Feng bounced back and stuffed a clean pillow under Mo Yujian's back and handed him a glass of warm water. "Master, how are you feeling?"

Mo Yujian drank the water in a gulp. He seemed feverish as he stared outside the window. It was still dark and not even a slip of moonlight was seen. He said his first words with a raspy and weak voice. "Who is it that keep on calling me?"

Hai Feng was stunned. He looked behind at his teammates with a questioning gaze. Do I hear it right?

They simultaneously shook their head. You heard it right.

They had been so busy back and forth to aid their master and clean him. Who had the time to call him, moreover repeatedly? Their voice had been stuck on their throat as their heart was kept on suspense all night. It was now that they could breathe a sigh of relief as Mo Yujian regained his consciousness.

Hai Feng blinked and answered cautiously. "Master, what…do you mean?"

"It was a woman's voice." He replied. As he closed his eyes, he could still catch the remnant of her vague voice.

It sounded meek and hopeless as she begged him. "Don't leave…don't leave me." It was that exact voice that had kept on calling him and pulled him out of the dark abyss that had almost swallowed him whole.

Hai Feng grew more confused. Since when did they had a woman on their team? They knew that Mo Yujian was always irritated in the presence of women. If not for the sake of pretending in front of the Mo family, he wouldn't have even spare them a glance, let alone touch them.

And now, he was hallucinating about a woman's voice?

"Master, there is not a woman here." He frowned. Did Mo Yujian finally go through puberty and shown interest in opposite sexes? He cheered up at the thought and declared excitedly. "Master, I can fetch some if you like! Tell me the description, their height, weight—"

"Shut it." He threw the pillow to Hai Feng's face.

Sob sob…Poor Hai Feng was so aggrieved. He was acting on behalf of the Master ah! Fortunately he was so ecstatic for Mo Yujian's recovery that he didn't have time to drown in tears. Remembering his master's suffering for the past few hours, Hai Feng could feel rage shimmering inside him. "Master, it is Mo Yuting! He dared to poison you!"

There was a sharp glint on Mo Yujian's eyes as he lowered his gaze. "I know." His eyes fell on his bloodied clothes and skin as the corner of his lips lifted into a chilling and merciless smile. "You started it…brother. Don't blame me for being ruthless."

The five extremely loyal shadow guards fell on one of their knees as they declared solemnly. "We await your command, Master!"

Mo Yujian slowly raised from his bed. Even though his steps faltered and he still needed to be supported, there was some kind of conviction and strength in his figure that made them subconsciously wanted to bow down to him.

He changed his dirty clothes and the guards nimbly cleaned the mess in the room. In no time at all, the messy bedroom returned to its original neat and tidy look, there wasn't even a speck of blood on the floor.

"Change of plans. We will hasten it. There isn't any use for Mo family to exist in White Owl Country anymore."

The command was clearly given out. When everything was done, the Mo family would be annihilated! They saluted in a loud voice. "Yes, Master!"

Mo Yujian clasped his hands behind his back as he stared outside the window. His mind was clear even when his face was still a bit pale. His thought wandered into a faraway distance.

Who are you? He asked inwardly.

Despite not mentioning anything about the mysterious voice, he had committed that when he had done with his business here, he would slowly found out about it.

He would surely found out who that voice belonged to.

Nonetheless, never in his wildest dream would Mo Yujian imagined that before he had even executed his plans, a certain someone had delivered herself right to his door…