"Who would have thought that the esteemed leader of the Gu God Cult would willingly hide away in a small village, teaching children and guiding their studies like an ordinary schoolteacher?"
Just as Yun Yunrui had left Mr. Yu's study, a graceful yet ghostly figure appeared silently in the room.
The figure was a young girl, around fifteen years old, dressed in a flowing blue skirt adorned with silver ornaments. Her delicate features were as flawless as a porcelain doll.
What stood out most were her mesmerizing crimson eyes, gleaming like a pair of exquisite rubies.
"What are you doing here?" Mr. Yu asked calmly, his voice steady as he continued reviewing the scripture essays written by children like Yun Yandong.
"The elders sent me to bring you back to take charge," the girl in the blue skirt said with a playful smile, taking a seat in front of him.
"I am no longer the leader of the Gu God Cult. Go back," Mr. Yu replied, his tone indifferent.
