Granny Wu Shan spoke, struggling to rise.
Seeing this, Gu Changsheng quickly withdrew his hand.
Now, there was no need to ask any further, this Granny Wu Shan must be an old acquaintance of his mother. There was no second thought!
"What are you doing going to the Southern Border? You should focus on healing your wounds!" Seeing Granny Wu Shan struggle to rise, nearly toppling over, Gu Changsheng quickly supported her and spoke.
"No! I must go to the Southern Border! I finally have the face to see His Majesty! Even if I die, I must find His Majesty's burial place and stay by his side!" Upon hearing this, Granny Wu Shan shook her head promptly, climbing up unsteadily as if possessed.
Seeing this, Gu Changsheng was at a loss for words.
Damn, what was this all about? Who's His Majesty?
Wasn't Granny Wu Shan's master the Witch Lord of Bashu? How could the Witch Lord of Bashu possibly be buried in the Southern Border?
Damn, what a mess!
