Qin Hao felt a bit guilty. If it weren't to deceive Zhao Mengke and Lin Yuhan, he wouldn't want to deceive the simple Gu Qinyue.
But on second thought, Gu Qinyue's identity was mysterious, with an inseparable connection to the Witch Race.
In a way, this could also be considered a "search for family."
If luck was on their side, they might be able to uncover the mystery of Gu Qinyue's origins.
"Mr. Qin Hao, I agree to go with you!"
When it came to family, Gu Qinyue agreed without hesitation.
Zhao Mengke puffed her cheeks in displeasure on the side, but she didn't say much.
"That's good."
Qin Hao smiled with relief: "Then pack your things, we'll set off on time in two days."
Time flew by, and two days passed.
At six in the morning, while Zhao Mengke and Lin Yuhan were still lost in their dreams, Qin Hao and Gu Qinyue got up early.
They quietly ate breakfast and sneaked out with their simple suitcases.
