It was not until he got out of bed that Jiang Lu came back to his senses from his thoughts, noticing her, he hurriedly asked, "Where are you going?"
"Back to Fangzhu Mountain." Red Auntie didn't even turn her head as she replied, "At this point, why would I stay here any longer?"
"You..." Jiang Lu began to speak but then stopped.
"I suppose you must have gathered enough luck throughout the night, huh? Think about it, that was the original purpose, wasn't it? It's just my fault for overthinking during the process, harboring thoughts that shouldn't have arisen."
Red Auntie had already reached the door, her hand on the doorknob. She hesitated for a moment but then turned back, squeezing out a smile at Jiang Lu:
"Well then, I wish you and the Venerable Lord every success, until we meet again."
Hearing her resolute words, a wave of sorrow surged through Jiang Lu's heart.
At this moment, was she still thinking about the matter of luck?
