Strongest Guard

The casket that Yue Zitong specially ordered for Lee Nanfang was made of pure white jade.    

    

According to the hardness of the object, the hardness of the jade could be considered very good.    

    

But don't forget that the casket itself is hollow. Anything that is hollow inside is not as solid as the inside.    

    

Therefore, when Yue Zitong was caught off guard, she was yanked by Holan Fusu and the bone ash box fell to the ground. With a "pa" sound, she fell into a few pieces.    

    

The ashes inside were immediately scattered. The strong wind that blew in from the entrance of the temporary hotel blew them away.    

    

Under this extremely chaotic situation, the sound of the bone ash urns falling onto the ground could be said to be insignificant.    

    

However, in Yue Zitong's ears, it was even louder than a thunderbolt from a clear sky, shocking her to the point where she was dumbfounded.    

    

It was only when the wind blew and the ashes disappeared did she wake up. She abruptly flung Holan Fusu's hand away and kneeled down heavily on the ground. She stretched out her hands in an attempt to grab the ashes and called out, "Nanfang, Nanfang!"    

    

The ashes and other ashes, the ashes of paper, leaves, and clothing were all the same thing, but they were all given meaning that nothing could replace them.    

    

Otherwise, Yue Zitong wouldn't have gone to talk to these ashes at home for the better part of half a year.    

    

Not to mention, today, there was going to be an important Yin marriage with the ashes.    

    

From a certain point of view, the ashes in the white jade box were her Little Nephew, her husband.    

    

When she held the casket in her arms, she would also feel especially peaceful, as if she was holding Lee Nanfang tightly in her arms.    

    

But now, the ashes of her husband had been blown away by a strong gust of wind after the casket shattered, leaving nothing behind.    

    

Yue Zitong's heart became empty all of a sudden.    

    

The screams of terror, the howling of the wind, the groans, and Holan Fusu's urgent voice that came from the temporary hotel when it was about to collapse all disappeared in an instant.    

    

In her world, only her hoarse and despairing cry resounded: "Nanfang, Nanfang!"    

    

She knelt on the ground and swept her hands across the floor, hoping that she would be able to link the ashes together and hold them tightly in her arms.    

    

But how was this possible?    

    

So much wind, so many runaways.    

    

The wind from outside the door could blow up a peanut like stone, let alone the ashes, which weighed almost nothing.    

    

In fact, the ashes were blown away as soon as the casket was broken.    

    

There were also those who were running around in a state of panic. Yue Zitong had just reached out to sweep away half of the white jade box when a foot landed heavily on her hand.    

    

The broken remains of the white jade bone ash urns were as sharp as knives. If one wasn't careful, they would be able to cut their hands, let alone being stepped on by a foot.    

    

With a squelch, Qi Yue tried her best to spread her arms and protect Yue Zitong who was kneeling on the ground. She could actually hear the sound of her hand being cut open by the broken jade.    

    

Then, bright red blood oozed out from the center of Yue Zitong's palm.    

    

However, she didn't feel any pain. When she took the foot away, she immediately grabbed the white jade wreckage, crying and looking down.    

    

The ashes inside were long gone.    

    

Only the bright red blood flowed from her palm.    

    

No matter how dark and gloomy the light was, it was still dazzling in red and white.    

    

When the white jade casket fell to the ground and split into several pieces, the ashes inside were instantly blown away by the violent wind. Holan Fusu was also stunned.    

    

Especially when she saw Yue Zitong kneeling on the ground in incomparable pain, attempting to sweep away the ashes with her hands, only to be stepped on by a foot and cut her palm open, she did not care and only cried out in pain. Holan Fusu knew that he had caused a disaster.    

    

Even though he already knew that Yue Zitong was deeply in love with Lee Nanfang, Holan Fusu never thought that her love for him would be this deep.    

    

At this moment, the crying Yue Zitong was like how she killed Lee Nanfang with her own hands. The way she tightly hugged the half of the white jade casket in her arms was enough to prove that Holan Fusu wasn't mistaken.    

    

However, after Holan Fusu woke up, he couldn't care less anymore.    

    

At any time, the tornado would be able to suck away the colorful steel tile that was lying on top of the wall. The tornado would be able to suck away the colorful steel tile that was lying on top of the wall.    

    

Life and death were at stake.    

    

No matter how much Yue Zitong could not accept the fact that Lee Nanfang's ashes were blown away, no matter how much she hated him, Holan Fusu had to bring her out of the hotel without any hesitation.    

    

Qi Yue, who was responsible for protecting Yue Zitong from the trampling of the chaotic crowd, could not hold on any longer. She was squeezed forward, her hands pressed against the wall, trying her best to create a safe space for Yue Zitong.    

    

"Go, go!"    

    

Holan Fusu gritted his teeth. He bent down and wrapped his arms around Yue Zitong's waist, lifting her up from the ground, "Let's go! "If we don't leave now, it will be too late …"    

    

Yue Zitong abruptly turned around and slapped him hard on the face.    

    

Blood splattered everywhere.    

    

Blood came out from the wound on Yue Zitong's right hand, instantly turning half of Holan Fusu's face red.    

    

At the edge of the collapsed western wall, the dazzling sunlight shone down, making it look so alluring.    

    

Holan Fusu was beaten senseless. His eyes were full of disbelief as he looked at her in a daze.    

    

He never thought that Yue Zitong would hit him one day.    

    

Regardless of whether she loved him or only saw him as the big brother next door.    

    

Yue Zitong, however, acted like she had gone mad. Not caring about anything else, she slapped him again heavily on the face. Then, she grabbed his collar with both hands and screamed fiercely, "Holan Fusu, you, you pay my Nanfang!"    

    

"How, how am I going to compensate you, Nanfang?"    

    

Holan Fusu muttered in confusion.    

    

Yue Zitong didn't say anything else and just pushed him away.    

    

Then, he kneeled down along the wall and stretched out his hand again, trying to find Lee Nanfang's ashes in the sand.    

    

How is this possible?    

    

Yue Zitong futilely grabbed handfuls of sand, threw it away and grabbed it again — and so on and so forth.    

    

"Zitong, quick, let's go."    

    

Knowing that she had brought about an irreparable disaster, and from Yue Zitong's slapping and her crazy actions just now, he could tell that she only had Lee Nanfang in her heart. Holan Fusu's heart was filled with pain, bitterness, and no words could describe it.    

    

However, he didn't feel any dissatisfaction towards Yue Zitong because of this.    

    

Love was something that could not be forced.    

    

What's more, when Holan Fusu accepted Lin Yiting, he had already deeply hurt her heart.    

    

It was normal for her to do this to him.    

    

Actually, he could just ignore it.    

    

He should go.    

    

If he continued to persuade Yue Zitong to leave, the only thing he could do was to provoke her, who had already lost all her rationality, and get even angrier.    

    

But he had to.    

    

Otherwise, when the colorful steel tiles above her head were sucked away by the tornado, she would be dead.    

    

"Zitong!"    

    

"Scram!"    

    

"Yue Zitong!"    

    

Holan Fusu was also worried. He grabbed her arm and pulled her up from the ground. His eyes were red as he shouted, "Can you calm down? Lee Nanfang was dead! Dead! Even if you find all the ashes, he will not be able to stand in front of you alive and accompany you like he did in the past. "    

    

Yue Zitong suddenly calmed down and listened to Holan Fusu's words.    

    

Crack!    

    

Overhead, the colored steel shingles jerked upward, but then bounced back again.    

    

The quality of the temporary hotel that Zong Gaang had personally overseen was very important.    

    

The west wall had already collapsed, but the steel structure of the structure was firmly fixed to the underground concrete block by a thick steel wire rope.    

    

Otherwise, this western wall made of colored steel tiles would be sucked away by the powerful suction force of the tornado, exposing the people below to Feng.    

    

It was precisely the few steel cables that played a key role that allowed the colored steel tiles to fall down after being pulled up by half a meter.    

    

Logically speaking, after the colorful steel tiles were sucked up, they shouldn't fall down. After all, under the powerful suction of the tornado, the steel rope that was responsible for fixing the west wall would only be stretched straight.    

    

Now that it had suddenly descended, it could only be said that the phoenix eyes of the tornado had begun to shift to the side.    

    

The tornado was like a heartless b of b * tch. After sucking in everything it wanted for a few minutes, it began moving towards another target.    

    

When the colored steel tiles were sucked up, the sun shot down from Feng's eyes and shone on Yue Zitong, sticking to the east wall.    

    

She was like a solo dancer on a stage, the light on her alone.    

    

Thus, Holan Fusu was able to clearly see her incomparably cold and rational appearance.    

    

In the seven years he had known Yue Zitong, he had never seen her look at him in such a way.    

    

Yue Zitong didn't have any expression on her face. Only her cold gaze made him feel a sense of unfamiliarity.    

    

Even fear.    

    

"Are you finished?"    

    

Yue Zitong's voice was just like the look in her eyes when she looked at Holan Fusu.    

    

Holan Fusu answered with difficulty: "Speak, I'm done."    

    

"Then let's go. "Fu Su, don't ever appear in front of me again."    

    

Yue Zitong said indifferently. She turned around and crouched down for the third time.    

    

What else could Holan Fusu say?    

    

He could only leave.    

    

His steps were heavy, as if his heart had been broken into two pieces, then turned into lead pieces that were tied to his ankles.    

    

Outside, it was a mess, as if the end of the world was approaching.    

    

The arched doors, the red carpet, and the tables and chairs for the guests to rest on all seemed to have been sucked away by the iron ores. The tornado, which had a diameter of over ten meters, was frantically spinning.    

    

Everyone screamed and howled as they scrambled to escape into the distance.    

    

What was a distant place?    

    

There was no place the tornado had hit.    

    

In the sky.    

    

Sand and dust flew everywhere, and people couldn't even open their eyes, yet lightning flashed and thunder roared. Raindrops the size of soybeans shot down from the sky like arrows.    

    

It hit Holan Fusu's face, and it hurt more than sand.    

    

He didn't care.    

    

He turned around and tried his best to raise his head up to the sky.    

    

The giant python, like a tornado, was twisting back and forth in the air, circling around the temporary hotel.    

    

It seemed that it would not be satisfied if it did not suck away those who had yet to leave this not so solid temporary hotel.    

    

When Holan Fusu walked out, he didn't meet anyone.    

    

This proved that when the sandstorm arrived, the people who had evacuated to the hotel had already escaped while he was still trying to persuade Yue Zitong to leave.    

    

There would be no one left.    

    

If a disaster like this happened in a place with the highest number of active personnel, they would have to bear the responsibility of helping everyone evacuate.    

    

More so.    

    

They didn't help Yue Zitong because they all saw Jack and Qi Yue was with her.    

    

With these two people, was there a need to be afraid that Patriarch Yue would not be able to leave safely?    

    

"Hehe, if I wasn't here, she would have already come out."    

    

While Holan Fusu was mumbling this, a sinister laughter of a woman suddenly came from his left.