Tang Chuxia's head ached from thinking.
In her memory, everything seemed to hint that the matter was far more complicated than she understood.
Fortunately, at this time, Third Grandpa arrived.
Tang Chuxia had thought he came to inquire about Su Lan's affairs, but Third Grandpa sat down and asked her straight away, "Wu Yue's target is your family's old mansion!"
Tang Chuxia chuckled dryly.
That was stating the obvious; of course she knew.
But if Third Grandpa wasn't watching over the old home, why had he come here to tell her this?
"Girl, do you still remember the crisis I told you about before?" Third Grandpa was very serious, and Tang Chuxia certainly didn't mince words—she nodded directly.
Third Grandpa sighed, "Although we had set it up as a trap, there really is a life-threatening crisis waiting for you, only it's not on the fifth day of the fifth lunar month!"
Tang Chuxia let out a sound of realization.
She felt this matter was never-ending.
Why one after another?
