Rebirth: Splendid Marriage in the 80s Chapter 2718 - 2654: Someone Is Targeting Him

What if she had wronged him...

If this was merely a hypothetical situation for now, something that had not actually occurred, something that hadn't truly wronged him, or did it signify that the instant she uttered those words, she had already committed an act of wrongdoing against Ah Liu?

It's impossible that their encounter was something she intentionally orchestrated, right?

Old novels often featured such melodramatic plotlines.

If it was solely that aspect, Ah Liu should be capable of handling it. After all, regardless of whether it was planned or not, so many years have elapsed. Shi Xiaoching eventually did end up with him and bore his child. Whether their meeting was arranged or not has lost its significance by now, hasn't it?

The real dread stems from the possibility of a far more grave truth.

Who is Shi Xiaoching, truly?

And what exactly is the extent of her background?

Jiang Xiao placed the painting upon the table and remained seated, gazing at it for an extended period.

As her thoughts churned, her mind inevitably drifted back to Meng Xinian.

So many days had passed, yet she remained oblivious to Meng Xinian's current circumstances.

Furthermore, the Lu Family, the Long Family, and the Gao Family—why were they so determined to dispatch Meng Xinian to Ke Ku Li? Were they genuinely contemplating harming him once he arrived?

If such was their intent, what kind of peril might Meng Xinian be confronting there?

Jiang Xiao retrieved a small cloth pouch and found herself tightening her grip on it.

Within this pouch lay the Thousand Mile Talisman Diagram; the other segment was in Meng Xinian's possession.

She genuinely felt the urge to ascertain if it was possible for her to travel to Meng Xinian's location.

However, undertaking such a journey was fraught with excessive danger.

Firstly, the sheer distance was immense. Even if she could somehow reach him, upon arrival, she might very well succumb to a coma immediately.

Secondly, she possessed absolutely no knowledge regarding the environment Meng Xinian was currently in, nor whether anyone was accompanying him.

If there were individuals by his side, and she were to suddenly materialize out of thin air, would that not spell absolute disaster?

The individuals accompanying him should be those Eight Elites Squad members, and those individuals were certainly not easily deceived.

Therefore, this course of action was entirely unfeasible.

She put away the small cloth pouch and exhaled a lengthy sigh.

At this precise moment, Meng Xinian was situated behind a crumbling wall amidst a desolate expanse of ruins, his back pressed against it. His attire bore several tears, and a wound marked his arm. Though it had been tightly bandaged with strips of cloth, blood continued to seep through.

Seated beside him, shoulder to shoulder against the wall, was Wei Yixi.

Wei Yixi appeared even more ravaged than Meng Xinian, his face obscured by grime, rendering his original features almost unrecognizable. His waist and chest were tightly bound, and one of his hands, still slick with blood, trembled slightly.

His other hand clutched a dagger. He remained seated with his eyes closed, panting. After a pause, he abruptly emitted a low chuckle, opened his eyes, turned his head to regard Meng Xinian, and articulated in a raspy voice, "Tell me, are we simply terribly unlucky, or was this entire ordeal intentionally orchestrated against you?"

Last night, they had been informed that they were dispatching personnel to rescue several civilians trapped within an artillery crossfire zone. However, not long after their departure, he had perceived an anomaly in Meng Xinian's communications—no matter how he attempted to contact him, Meng Xinian remained unresponsive.

The remainder of their group had all received notification that the mission was being called off at the last minute, yet Meng Xinian, having failed to receive this update, had still charged into this particular combat sector.

Meng Xinian's face, too, was smudged with black, grey, and white; only his eyes retained their starlike darkness and brilliance.

He cast a glance at Wei Yixi and inquired, "Since you sensed something was amiss, why did you still follow me?"

He had indeed not received the last-minute cancellation order. His original intention was to press onward towards the objective when Wei Yixi followed and seized hold of him.