Chapter 478

Just then, the Witch King, the Holy Maiden, and General Mother Nanman arrived with a large group of Mother Nanman soldiers. Just as the Witch King wanted to question who Lin Fan was, he saw his face clearly.

Even after ten years, the Witch King couldn't forget Lin Fan's face.

"Then you are..."

The Witch King then looked at Zhao Zhao Linger, who was holding Lin Fan's arm, and asked with a trembling voice.

"Who she is has nothing to do with you. The Water Demon Beast has been eliminated, and Uncle Baiyue is dead. I am taking Qing'er's statue away. As for you, go do whatever you need to do!"

Lin Fan said to the Witch King impatiently, then went to Qing'er's statue, preparing to put her into his small world.

"Stop! Where are you taking Qing'er's statue?"

Seeing this, the Witch King hurriedly tried to stop him.

"You cowardly, incompetent waste, you want to keep Qing'er? You failed Qing'er, and the people of Nanzhao failed Qing'er, but Qing'er was worthy of every one of you. Her mission is complete; it's time for her to leave here!"

Lin Fan sneered coldly, then waved his hand and took Qing'er's statue back into his small world.

"You! Qing'er is my wife, the Witch Queen of Nanzhao!"

"That was in the past. Qing'er is already dead. You chose that, Witch King!"

"Zhao Linger, let's go. I still have to go to Shushan to play with the Sword Saint!"

Lin Fan said, holding Zhao Zhao Linger's hand, preparing to leave.

"Zhao Linger? She is my Zhao Linger? She is Qing'er's daughter?"

Hearing Lin Fan's words and recalling the events of ten years ago, the Witch King was filled with regret and fell into deep self-blame. But hearing the name 'Zhao Linger,' he immediately came to his senses and looked at Zhao Zhao Linger with excitement.

"Brother Lin Fan, let me say a few words to him!"

Zhao Zhao Linger's expression moved, and she looked up at Lin Fan.

"Fine, go ahead!"

Lin Fan nodded. Letting Zhao Linger say goodbye to the Witch King was fine; anyway, they wouldn't return to Nanzhao again.

"Mother Mother Nanman, Mother Holy Maiden!"

Zhao Zhao Linger went to talk to the Witch King, and Huang Anu also shouted and ran toward the Holy Maiden and General Mother Nanman.

"Huang Anu, you, what did you call me?!!"

The Holy Maiden was dumbfounded. Huang Anu should have called her 'Master Holy Maiden.' Why did she call her 'Mother Holy Maiden'? Could it be that she knew...

"I know everything! You are my mother, and my father is the Wine Sword Immortal, Mo Mo Yixi."

"You crazy girl, who told you that!"

"It was the Imperial Son-in-Law! Imperial Son-in-Law, Imperial Son-in-Law!"

Huang Anu pointed at Lin Fan. Seeing this, Lin Fan immediately looked around, acting as if he wasn't there.

"Imperial Son-in-Law, Huang Anu is calling you. Why are you ignoring me!"

Unexpectedly, Huang Anu took the Holy Maiden's hand and came to Lin Fan's side.

"Yueru, let me read your palm!"

Lin Fan took Lin Yueru's hand and pretended to read her palm.

"Is that so? How do you interpret the lines on her palm?"

The Holy Maiden asked coldly from the side.

"Look at this palm, it's white and tender. This life line is long and thick. Incredible, incredible! You have a spiritual light spraying out from your crown!"

Lin Fan began to talk nonsense, and Lin Yueru laughed until she bent over.

"Alright, stop pretending. Did you tell Huang Anu that I am her mother and Mo Mo Yixi is her father?"

"That's right."

Since the Holy Maiden had made it clear, Lin Fan stopped beating around the bush.

"Do you know that the Holy Maiden cannot have children?"

"So?"

Hearing the Holy Maiden's words, Lin Fan was confused. You not being able to have children is none of my business; it's not like I got you pregnant.

"You told Huang Anu this, and now Huang Anu has called me 'Mother' in public. How can I continue to be the Holy Maiden?"

The Holy Maiden looked back at the whispering Nanzhao soldiers in the distance and then said to Lin Fan through gritted teeth.

"Then just don't be! What's so good about staying in Nanzhao? Back then, you and Qing'er were free to cultivate, but in the end, one married the Witch King she didn't love, and the other became a Holy Maiden who couldn't marry. Why bother?"

Lin Fan was indifferent, thinking Qing'er and the Holy Maiden were both not very bright, just like the disciples of the Jie Sect in the Great Tribulation of the Investiture of the Gods—originally carefree, cultivating in the mountains, but once invited, they ran out to find trouble for themselves.

Of course, those people in the Great Tribulation were trapped in the situation and had no choice, while Qing'er and the Holy Maiden were purely meddling.

"Being a good Holy Maiden is my duty. How can I easily retreat?"

"Then that's none of my business. I believe Huang Anu was unintentional; don't blame her!"

"Am I blaming her? I'm blaming you!"

The Holy Maiden rolled her eyes at Lin Fan. This big mouth actually told Huang Anu—didn't he know Huang Anu was carefree and couldn't keep a secret?

"Then blame me!"

Lin Fan had an 'I don't care' expression. Blame me all you want; I won't lose a single hair.

"You!"

"Forget it, if you leave Qing'er's statue, I won't hold it against you!"

The Holy Maiden wanted to get angry but then tried to negotiate with Lin Fan in a friendly manner.

"No, Qing'er must come with me. There's no room for negotiation!"

"What is the point of taking the statue away? Could it be..."

The Holy Maiden was helpless, but then she seemed to think of something and looked at Lin Fan with disbelief.

"Brother Lin Fan, let's go!"

At this time, Zhao Zhao Linger walked over. The Witch King in the distance looked at her with reluctance and helplessness.

"You are Zhao Linger? I am the Holy Maiden of Nanzhao, and I was a close friend of your mother. Can you tell me if your mother's soul still exists in the statue?"

"..."

Zhao Zhao Linger looked at the Holy Maiden and then cast an inquiring look at Lin Fan, wanting to know if she should tell her.

"Yes, my mother's soul is well and has always resided in the statue."

Seeing Lin Fan nod, Zhao Zhao Linger told the Holy Maiden the news that Qing'er was well.

"Qing'er, I never discovered it. I failed you!"

After Qing'er turned into a statue to suppress the Water Demon Beast, the Holy Maiden, fearing the sight of the object would remind her of the person, never came near here. She didn't expect Qing'er's soul to have always existed in the statue.

"Lin Fan, can you let me say a few words to Qing'er?"

"There's nothing to say!"

Wouldn't it be endless if they kept talking? If the Witch King saw it, Qing'er would have to talk to him, and maybe if they got into the mood, she would talk to the people of Nanzhao too.

"Why are you looking at me like that? You should look at the Wine Sword Immortal like that! Forget it, forget it, I'm afraid of you!"

After being rejected by Lin Fan, the Holy Maiden looked at him with resentment, as if looking at a scumbag. Lin Fan felt uncomfortable being looked at by her, so he waved his hand and sent her into the small world to meet Qing'er.

"Alright, it's time for us to leave Nanzhao. Let's go!"

Lin Fan set off toward Shushan, and Zhao Zhao Linger and the others hurriedly followed.

"Wait, where did you take the Holy Maiden?"

General Mother Nanman blocked Lin Fan. Just now, with a wave of Lin Fan's hand, the Holy Maiden disappeared. She had to ask Lin Fan to return her.

"She is catching up with an old friend and will be back soon. Huang Anu can testify."

Lin Fan didn't want to reveal Qing'er's matter, so he explained vaguely.

"Yes, yes, Huang Anu can testify! The Imperial Son-in-Law is a good person; he won't harm Mother Holy Maiden!"

Huang Anu nodded repeatedly, guaranteeing for Lin Fan.

General Mother Nanman stepped aside. Although Huang Anu was carefree, she wouldn't conspire to harm the Holy Maiden. Besides, Lin Fan was the Imperial Son-in-Law of Nanzhao; why would he harm the Holy Maiden? She was just worried and confused.