Chapter 430: She Met Her Dearest Friend

advised solemnly, "Young Master Ming, you should stay away from here from now on. The death of the young miss has dealt a great blow to my mistress. Please forget about my young miss!""Uncle Leng rea...The elongated luxury car, speeding along, came to a sudden halt. Tong Yimo, not having settled into her seat, was thrown from the sofa by the abrupt stop.

As she winced and sat down on the floor of the carriage, the door suddenly swung open.

Tong Yimo hurriedly got up and bent over to walk over.

As soon as she got out of the car, the extended luxury sedan behind her suddenly restarted. Before she could even catch her breath, the car sped away downhill.

Just now the sky was clear, but suddenly, dark clouds gathered, and a terrifying flash of lightning split the sky.

Tong Yi Mo looked around. Behind her was a paved road leading downhill, the extended luxury car long gone into the darkness at the end of it. On either side were towering trees with intertwined roots reaching for the sky.

And ahead, there was a forest, seemingly endless.

Tong Yimo frowned, her willow-like eyebrows furrowed as she looked up at the sky obscured by leaves and branches. Then a series of lightning flashes illuminated the sky, further highlighting the eerie nature of the forest ahead.

What the heck is this place!

It couldn't be Big Brother giving her a fright, could it

Tong Yi Mo instinctively hugged her arms, inexplicably getting goosebumps all over.

She could feel that a storm was about to break…

Go forward

Shall we head back

In the blink of an eye, thunder and lightning flashed, and the storm arrived as expected.

A bolt of lightning streaked past her head, the accompanying thunderclap almost deafening.

Tong Yimo made up her mind and decided to run to that forest alone.

"Whoosh!" A torrential downpour began.

Tong Yimo kept running forward, not knowing how long she had been running. The rain fell from the lush branches and leaves, soaking her long hair and clothes.

The trees in the woods were planted in neat rows, as if cultivated by hand. Although she couldn't see the sky when she looked up, a straight stone path led forward, so when she ran halfway there, a bright light came from ahead.

After letting out a sigh, Tong Yimo ran out of the forest in a hurry.

When a light appeared before my eyes, a Gothic-style castle rose majestically into view.

The grayish-stone walls are piled high, with antique glass windows and watchtowers scattered around. In front of it lies a moat.

Tong Yi Mo raised her head and stared in horror at the imposing castle before her. In the wind, rain, and thunder, the castle seemed even more sinister.

With a sudden "creak," accompanied by the metallic clash of chains turning, the ancient castle gate slowly descended.

Tong Yimo felt a surge of fear, and she hesitated, unable to move forward. The rain poured down from above her head, soaking her through. A chill ran down her spine, urging her to keep going.

Entering through the arched gate, one finds a spacious forecourt enclosed by walls, with another gate ahead. Two stone lions sit on either side of the gate.

Tong Yimo walked to the main gate. When she raised her hand to knock, there came that "creaking" sound and the metallic clash of a chain turning again from behind her.

The door behind her had already been closed, leaving her with no other choice but to abandon all hesitation and knock on the heavy iron gate before her.

The big door swung open, and a young woman in navy blue maid attire with an earpiece appeared in Tong Yimo's field of vision.

The young woman's eyes widened in surprise when she saw Tong Yimo.

Tong Yimo also looked incredulously at the young woman before her.

"Yashen, take her to bathe first."

Just as the two of them were staring at each other, suddenly, a sharp and low voice abruptly rang out in Ji Yasha's earpiece.

After receiving the order, Ji Yasha withdrew her thoughts, a slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she said softly, "Please follow me."

Tong Yi Mo was still staring in surprise at Ji Ya Shan. Just as she was about to open her mouth to ask what was going on, Ji Ya Shan frowned slightly, her eyes dimming, as if hinting that she shouldn't speak out of turn.

Ji Yashan calmly and composedly turned around.

Tong Yi Mo had to close her mouth and silently followed behind her.

As expected, she really is Ji Yaxian!

Tong Yimo hadn't expected that three years ago, Ji Yasha who had become her best friend and was supposed to be close to her, suddenly disappeared without a trace after being obsessed with the tenth master in "Ye Huo," would appear here.

Ji Yushan led Tong Yimo to the end of the second floor. She pushed open the door in front of her, gestured to Tong Yimo with a welcoming hand, and said respectfully: "There's a bathroom in this room. You can take a hot bath first so you don't catch a cold."

"Thank you," Tong Yimo stammered, nodding her head to Ji Yaxian.

Ji Yashan then said, "I'll go get you some clothes." Then, she turned and left.

As soon as Tong Yimo entered, she realized it was a room in a classical European royal style. She was looking around when after a while, there came a soft knock on the door.

"Come in." Tong Yimo replied.

Ji Yasha appeared once again before Tong Yimo, holding a dry towel and new clothes in her hands.

She was friendly yet with a hint of detachment, smiling at Tong Yimo and saying, "Hello, I'm Yashen. From now on, I'll be your maidservant. If you need anything, feel free to tell me."

"I..."

"The questions in your heart, Eighth Master will tell you later. Miss, please bathe and change first." Ji Yasha directly interrupted Tong Yimo's words.

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