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Chapter 530 Both Fall into Death

"Do they want to rule these countries?" Wang Guihui's face was full of confusion, his brows were furrowed, and his tone was full of worry and confusion.

Wang Yinxin looked solemn, looking in the direction of the voice, and shook his head slowly, "I don't know. But we can't act rashly now. We are too few in number. If we act rashly, we may be in danger."

His voice was low but firm, and every word was like a warning bell ringing in everyone's hearts.

Everyone nodded, and the emotions that had been a little agitated by the unusual movements of the Greedy Clan gradually calmed down at this moment.

Everyone knows that in this unclear situation, the best policy is to remain calm and cautious. Any impulse may lead the entire ethnic group into an irretrievable situation.

The bottom of Rongqing Valley.

Amidst this hustle and bustle, Ling Ye keenly caught the unusual movements of the Greedy Clan.

It was as if he was slowly waking up from a long and chaotic dream, and there was still some confusion in Lingye's eyes.

Everything around him began to become clear. The movements of the Greedy Clan broke the calm in his consciousness and made him instantly alert. A barely perceptible sharpness flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, Grandma Miao was busy in the room.

She first carefully arranged her incense burner, putting the fragrant spices back in place one by one, her movements gentle and skillful.

Then, she methodically tidied up the various items in the room and put them in order.

She also carefully smoothed out the wrinkles on the bed and made it neatly again.

After doing all this, Grandma Miao moved to the kitchen.

She wiped clean all the utensils that she used for cooking for Lingye and herself, and arranged the pots and pans in order.

She also carefully cleaned the dust on the stove, and the whole kitchen looked clean and tidy under her care.

"It's time to go." Grandma Miao whispered to herself and slowly walked out of the room.

She walked out of the room with steady steps. The afternoon sun shone on her body, bringing some warmth, but it could not dispel the complex emotions in her heart.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I looked up, I saw Ling Ye standing quietly at the door.

He has an upright figure and a calm expression, but his deep eyes hold unfathomable emotions.

Grandma Miao was stunned for a moment, then she returned to normal, her mouth slightly raised, revealing a gentle smile, and asked softly: "What are you doing? Why are you standing here?"

Her voice was gentle, with the care that only an elder could give, breaking the brief silence between the two.

Ling Ye stood there quietly, like a silent statue, with his lips tightly pursed and not saying a word.

His eyes were fixed on Grandma Miao, and there was an elusive and complex emotion in his eyes, as if he was thinking about something, and as if he was waiting for something.

Granny Miao was somewhat frustrated by his silence. She sighed softly, still with a gentle smile on her face, and said patiently, "Everything you want is here."

As she spoke, she pointed to a package placed aside, which neatly contained the items Lingye needed.

However, all she got in response was still silence. Ling Ye still didn't say anything, but just looked at her quietly. The atmosphere was a little frozen for a moment.

"The food and ingredients are all there in the kitchen. From now on, just cook whatever you want to eat yourself." Grandma Miao said as she raised her foot to leave.

Her eyes were full of concern and reluctance. After all, during this period of time, she had already treated Ling Ye like her own child.

But just as she took a step forward, Ling Ye suddenly stretched out his hand and blocked her way. Grandma Miao was slightly startled, with a puzzled look on her face. She looked up at Ling Ye, only to see that he had a frown on his face, his lips tightly pursed, and his face was full of complicated emotions. He seemed to have a thousand words to say, but he didn't know where to start.

"I know you are the big devil of the Greedy Clan." Grandma Miao's voice was not loud, but it was like a heavy hammer, making a dull sound in the air.

Ling Ye's heart was shocked and his pupils contracted instantly.

He never thought that his identity had been exposed, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't find any clues.

After a moment of silence, he slowly spoke, his voice a little dry: "I won't hurt you."

After saying this, he stared at Grandma Miao, his eyes full of complexity, including shock, worry, and a hint of expectation, hoping that she could believe his promise.

"What's the matter? Are you short of someone to cook?" Grandma Miao raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at Ling Ye sharply. There was a hint of sarcasm in her words, but also a clear understanding that showed she knew everything.

Ling Ye nodded slightly without denying it, but his lowered eyes made it impossible to see his expression.

Granny Miao sighed softly, her expression becoming serious. "You and I have nothing to do with each other. I'm sure you've sensed this unusual movement. I hope you won't block my way."

Her tone was firm and her eyes showed unquestionable determination, as if she was determined to leave this place of trouble.

Ling Ye was silent for a moment, then slowly withdrew his hand, and said in a low but gentle voice: "I didn't mean to stop you, if you want to leave, go ahead. It's just that it's still quiet here for the time being, do you really not want to stay a little longer?"

After saying that, he raised his head, with a barely perceptible hint of retention in his eyes, and looked straight at Grandma Miao, as if waiting for a turning point.

Grandma Miao was filled with anxiety and walked hurriedly, just wanting to leave this place of trouble as soon as possible.

She stood with her back straight, her eyes fixed on the outside, and walked towards the door with a firm and resolute figure.

Ling Ye stood there, his face as cold as frost. He stared into the distance, as if he was looking at something, but also as if there was nothing in front of him.

Just as Grandma Miao was about to step over the threshold and leave the room completely, Ling Ye moved as fast as lightning.

His hand reached for his waist like a ghost and instantly pulled out the dagger hidden in the sheath.

The dagger flashed a cold light in the dim light, cutting through the air, and with a resolute momentum, it stabbed straight into Grandma Miao's unprotected waist.

With a dull "puff" sound, the sharp blade penetrated deeply into Grandma Miao's body. At that moment, it seemed as if time had frozen.

Blood gushed out from the wound like a flood, quickly soaking her clothes red.

Bright red blood dripped down the corners of his clothes onto the ground, splashing tiny blood flowers that soon gathered into a glaring pool of blood on the ground.

Grandma Miao's body suddenly stiffened, and the expression on her face instantly changed from anxious to extreme shock and disbelief.

She slowly turned her head, her eyes wide open, looking straight at Ling Ye. There was anger, pain, and more of despair after being betrayed in her eyes.

Her lips trembled slightly. She wanted to say something, but her throat seemed to be choked by something. She could only make a weak, unclear sound: "You..."

However, she no longer had the strength to say the rest.

His legs seemed to have lost all their bones and muscles, unable to support the weight of his body. His knees went soft and he fell straight to the ground.

Her body fell heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust that danced wildly in the light, as if it was also shocked and saddened by this sudden change.