"I'm fine."
At this moment, Tang Lin'er had regained consciousness and struggled to stand up, still wrestling with his emotions.
His expression alternated between fierce and extremely pained.
"It's just that there's someone else in my mind, always preventing me from letting go."
He appeared to be both crying and laughing.
He felt incredibly ashamed.
"Sleep for a while, and we'll look into your problem later."
Zhou Ping'an knocked him out with a swift strike.
He also instructed Luo Hao to gather the soldiers, reassure the populace, and maintain the patrols' vigilance...
Taking the small pouch that the soldiers found on the old woman's corpse, he stuffed it into his space and turned to head back to his residence.
After walking a few steps, he paused, feeling as if he had forgotten something.
"What could it be?"
The Karmic Fire lightly oscillated in Zhou Ping'an's mind, and the Red Lotus slowly bloomed.
In his heart, a state of calm and waveless serenity was restored.
