Chapter 245: Chapter 245

The subtle heartache of Shu’er, along with the emotions tentatively reaching out like a snail’s antennae, had been completely worn away by this confrontation.

Fortunately, she was rational enough.

The struggle in Tang Zan’s eyes was visible to her, yet the murderous intent was equally apparent.

He wasn’t wrong, so was she the one at fault?

Moreover, this major antagonist was so unpredictable, she felt it was too dangerous to stay.

This time, she managed to win the gamble, but what about the next time?

Before, she had considered Tang Zan a comrade-in-arms, but now that seemed impossible.

She couldn’t team up with someone who constantly wanted to kill her.

Moreover, she’d compensated him enough, and now the third house had stabilized and was free from the original tragic destiny of the book.

If she stayed any longer, once they learned the truth, they’d only become displeased with her presence.

With this in mind, Shu’er wrote the divorce paper.

Previously, when she mentioned divorce to Tang Zan, it was half-serious, half-probing.

But now, she was truly resolved.

As she picked up the pen, she felt she had a lot to say, but when she actually put it on paper, there were only eight words.

[Part ways to relieve each other, live joyfully.]

When she first read divorce papers from the Tang Dynasty, she felt those words exuded an indescribable air of poise and grandeur.

But actually writing them down, she realized there was a hidden trace of bitterness within.

After the letter dried, Shu’er placed it in an envelope, writing "divorce paper" on top, then entered Tang Zan’s room.

His room was as simple as ever, and Shu’er left the divorce paper on the table.

She then knocked on Yinxing’s door to explain her divorce with Tang Zan.

Yinxing was initially dumbfounded, thinking she hadn’t fully woken up. Seeing Shu’er’s serious expression, Yinxing’s face grew increasingly somber.

"Young Madam, is it true?"

Shu’er said, "Are you willing to come with me?"

Yinxing, her eyes red, replied, "Wherever Young Madam goes, I will follow."

Shu’er smiled, raising a hand to pat Yinxing’s head. She was just a 17-year-old girl, after all.

"My dear Xing’er, let’s go."

Xuan Liu saw Shu’er leaving the stone house and hurriedly pulled at Di Yi beside him.

"What should we do? Should we contact the master?"

Di Yi said, "We can’t find the master now, so we’ll have to wait until he returns to inform him."

Xuan Liu sighed, "Her leaving the master is probably best for her, after all. I think the master also wants to kill her, but can’t bring himself to do it because of sentiment. After all, who would develop feelings for their enemy?"

Di Yi nodded, "Let’s wait for the master to return. Without his orders, we shouldn’t act recklessly."

That night, Shu’er and Yinxing drove a large carriage to the gate of Desolate Mountain City.

As for the other personnel in Desolate Mountain, they were left to the third house; while it couldn’t guarantee the same as at the Prince Mansion, at least they wouldn’t lack for necessities.

Lin Yu and Lin Hong saw her and quickly approached.

"Is Young Madam heading to the military camp?"

After all, Shu’er had only a half-day leave today.

Shu’er nodded, "Yes, I probably won’t return to Desolate Mountain anymore."

Upon hearing this, the brothers’ eyes widened in surprise, and they quickly asked, "What does Young Madam mean by this?"

Shu’er explained the situation to them, after which they both knelt on the ground.

"Young Madam, please take us with you."

Shu’er nodded and then led them away.

Behind them, White Rice also elegantly followed along as they left.

Regarding Zhang Chao and his group of four, who rushed to the city gate after hearing the guard’s words, they couldn’t even catch a glimpse of Shu’er’s shadow.

They felt an unspeakable sense of loss; they, too, wanted to follow Young Madam.

Desolate Mountain without Young Madam, would it still be Desolate Mountain?

She was the soul of Desolate Mountain.

The four quickly mounted their horses and headed to the military camp, while others who wanted to follow were stopped by the four.

Fortunately, those ahead were not riding fast, so they soon caught up with them.

The group of eight entered Gulan Military Camp, where Shu’er still had unfinished catapult work to complete before she could distance herself from Tang Zan’s people.

After experiencing Tang Zan as a comrade, she had realized a profound truth.

Relying on others is never as dependable as relying on oneself.

Others can only become an advantage through binding interests; the mainstay is oneself.

Even though this was her belief before entering the book, the strange Power of Plot after her transition forced her to be bound to Tang Zan.

Once she gradually distanced herself from Tang Zan, she discovered that her space and Spiritual Spring could also evade the Power of Plot, alleviating her suffering.

Even though a rebound might double, if she persisted for a little longer, once the death point passed and the Power of Plot disappeared, she would no longer feel as much pain.

Moreover, she had to continue training to build a foundation, practice swordsmanship, and similar skills.

If she wanted to leave, she had to handle the catapult matter first.

At the military camp, Shu’er called over the soldiers previously involved in catapult construction, individuals she’d selected for their decent character.

When awakened late at night, they showed no displeasure and kindly nodded at Shu’er.

Shu’er handed over the catapult data and design diagrams she’d compiled to a man named Da Zhang.

She had observed him as a pragmatic person with a good character.

Da Zhang was stunned; he wasn’t the smartest, and having the book in his hands felt a bit heavy for him.

He feared he might not be able to shoulder the task.

Shu’er then gathered the other soldiers to explain the difficult aspects of catapult manufacturing and common oversights.

"The places I’m pointing out are crucial; these areas determine the power and durability of the catapult, so you must remember them."

The others nodded repeatedly as Shu’er demonstrated her theory in practice by crafting a small catapult on the spot.

They found that even though the catapult was small, its power was impressive.

The waist-high catapult managed to smash a large hole into the earthen wall.

Afterward, Shu’er had each person try out the construction, reviewing them one by one, prompting corrections, and continuing until there were no errors before stopping.

They felt they learned more in that day than ever before.

Shu’er yawned, then said, "Reinforce your learning because you might be responsible for catapults in the future, and no one will underestimate you."

By then, it was daylight, and not wanting to delay, she immediately led her group away.

She had been able to win over these people before and could do the same with more in the future.

The soldiers, with tearful eyes, saw Shu’er off at the city gate. Chapters first released on novęlfire.net

"Miss Pei, take care on your journey; who knows how long it will be before we meet again."

Shu’er waved with a smile, "Go back, even if I leave Desolate Mountain, I’m still in the Gulan Mountain Range, and we’ll have the chance to meet again."

With those words, Shu’er turned away.

Seeing the figure in front, she froze, a chill climbing up her spine.

"Where are you going?"