4575

Chapter 4575: 5.0327 Utterly Unlucky

When Qiao Mu and Duan Yue arrived, they immediately saw Long Hui leading a group of people, trudging onto the shore with pale, haggard faces.

A young merman, about seventeen or eighteen years old, stumbled ashore. He looked up, his eyes meeting Qiao Mu's cold, indifferent gaze.

The merman shuddered in fright, and the trident in his hand clattered to the ground, almost hitting his toes.

Duan Yue subtly twitched his mouth, secretly amused as he glanced at the little stoic beside him.

The stoic-faced Qiao Mu looked at the group of people before her with no reaction, a subtle hint of coolness on her lips. "What's wrong?"

"Were you beaten back by people sent by your grandmother?"

"Brother!" Upon receiving the news, Long Xiangyun immediately rushed over.

At this point, she didn't even have time to argue with the little stoic. She hurried forward, reaching out to support the disheveled Long Hui, who seemed to have exhausted all his strength.

"Brother, your face looks so bad, are you injured?"

"No, I'm fine!" Long Hui breathed heavily, leaning on Long Xiangyun's arm. With great difficulty, he managed to step onto the shore, one foot high, one foot low.

As soon as he stepped onto the soft snow, his body swayed, and he almost fell to the ground.

Long Xiangyun's cry of "Brother" caused a bit of a commotion...

Qiao Mu watched them expressionlessly.

An Wushuang and Young Master Fu San, who had arrived upon hearing the commotion, exchanged glances, barely suppressing their smiles.

Hmm, how strange. Why do they feel a sense of satisfaction seeing Long Hui so unlucky?

This unlucky Long Hui probably never has good luck whenever he sees the little stoic.

His good fortune for this lifetime was probably all used up the moment he encountered the stoic face!

The little stoic glanced at him, then her eyes suddenly lit up, and she quickly ran towards the coast.

"Aunt Ye!"

Qingye was dragging the shaky Qingxuexue, having just climbed out of the sea.

Before she could even clean her clothes, she saw Qiao Qiao running towards them.

Qingye was very pleased. "Qiao Qiao, we meet again."

"This island looks quite spacious," Queen Qingye said with a smile to Qiao Mu, taking out a spatial spiritual artifact. "It seems that for a long time to come, the remaining three thousand or so people of our Qingcheng Kingdom of Women will have to impose on Qiao Qiao."

"It's my pleasure," Qiao Mu nodded slightly.

"Excellent, Qiao Qiao. Let's skip the pleasantries for now. You see where we can settle these people; I'll release them first."

"People can't stay in this spatial spiritual artifact for more than twelve shichen (a traditional Chinese unit of time, equal to two hours). Time is almost up, so we need to release them quickly, otherwise, there will be big trouble," Queen Qingye explained.

"The space inside is very narrow, so everyone is probably quite uncomfortable right now due to the crowding."

"Okay," Qiao Mu didn't ask anything further. She simply nodded and decisively turned, leading Queen Qingye towards the grotto.

"Earlier, we found a very large grotto inside; it's perfect for shelter from wind and rain," Qiao Mu said. "It's as big as the training ground, more than enough to accommodate three thousand people."

"It's just a bit dark and damp, so everyone will need to tidy it up properly," Qiao Mu paused, speaking softly. "Aunt Ye, just ask for whatever you need."

Qingye laughed heartily. "For those of us whose nation and homes are destroyed, simply having a place to stay is already very good. We couldn't ask for anything else."

"Let's get settled first."