Time Travel: The Noble Family-Chapter 1384 - 567: Trump Card

Over twenty bows and arrows aimed at Zhou Shu. If An Zhichen gave the order, Zhou Shu would have no choice but to be shot to death unless he chose to jump off a cliff.

Zhou Shu had neither thought of jumping off a cliff nor ending his life here. He said calmly, "If I’m dead, An Zhizhuo won’t live either."

An Zhichen was immediately enraged by these words: "What did you say?" Yueyao, caught off guard, stumbled. An Zhichen was too shocked to maintain his composure; it wasn’t intentional.

Zhou Shu tore a piece of cloth from his clothes and slowly bandaged the wound on his hand. Just as An Zhichen was about to lose his temper, Zhou Shu said: "An Zhizhuo is in my hands." Zhou Shu was fully aware of An Zhizhuo’s importance, which is why he had captured An Zhichen.

An Zhichen and An Zhizhuo had a deeper bond than even brothers, and An Zhizhuo was the only grandson of the An Family’s Second Old Grand Master. If An Zhizhuo died, the An Family’s Second Old Grand Master would have no more descendants. The Second Old Grand Master had shown An Zhichen immense gratitude; he wouldn’t dare gamble with An Zhizhuo’s life. This was the card Zhou Shu had left for himself.

Yueyao seemed not to have heard this, carefully taking the medicinal powder from Xiang Wei to apply to An Zhichen’s wounds, then bandaging them.

Xiang Wei had brought the medicine this time, anticipating that things wouldn’t be peaceful, and had prepared medicine for knife wounds, even carrying it herself.

An Zhichen quickly calmed down: "What proof do you have?" Brother Zhuo had good skills and was in the military; how could he be in Zhou Shu’s hands? 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

Zhou Shu did not argue, taking out a jade pendant and tossing it over. No one caught it, and the jade pendant fell directly to the ground. Fortunately, it was grass; had it been stone, the pendant would have shattered into pieces.

Xiang Wei picked it up and handed it to An Zhichen.

An Zhichen stared at the jade pendant, wishing he could see through it. He was all too familiar with it; it was a token of love between An Zhizhuo and his wife, something An Zhizhuo never parted with. Now that it was in Zhou Shu’s hands, it seemed that An Zhizhuo was indeed in danger: "What do you want?"

Zhou Shu laughed softly, "Exchange me for An Zhizhuo; it’s a very good deal for you."

An Zhichen almost spat out a mouthful of blood. No matter how he calculated, he never expected Zhou Shu would have such a card up his sleeve. On one side was someone who had taken his wife, whom he wanted dead, but on the other was his own brother; this was a very difficult choice.

Yueyao had just finished bandaging An Zhichen’s wound. Seeing that An Zhichen had a grim expression but was silent, Yueyao knew he was struggling. Yueyao spoke up, "Why should we believe you? Who knows if you’re not up to some trick?"

Hearing this, Zhou Shu felt as if a stone had been placed in his heart, making it hard to breathe: "I wouldn’t joke with my own life." To An Zhichen, his life was not as important as An Zhizhuo’s. But to him, An Zhizhuo was nothing.

Seeing that An Zhichen still didn’t speak, Yueyao directly said, "Then tell us, how would you propose the exchange?"

Zhou Shu naturally suggested exchanging at Haikou: "An Zhizhuo is on the island; without a message from my people, he can’t leave."

Yueyao looked at An Zhichen with deep confusion. An Zhizhuo had been missing for so long, yet they had received no word; it was too strange.

An Zhichen clenched the knife in his hand and said to Yueyao, "A few days ago, I received a letter from Elder Uncle; Brother Zhuo was missing and had been for a long time." This was also why Zhou Shu’s statement about An Zhizhuo being in his hands had made An Zhichen so agitated.

Yueyao held An Zhichen’s hand and said, "We’ll make the exchange, but I have two conditions." For An Zhichen, this choice was difficult, but for Yueyao, it was easy. Because she knew that if something happened to An Zhizhuo, An Zhichen would live in guilt for the rest of his life. Moreover, she had caused this, so it was most appropriate for her to make the decision.

Zhou Shu asked, "What are the conditions?" Previously, Yueyao was someone who needed protection, but the woman in front of him no longer seemed to need a man’s protection.

Yueyao said calmly, "I want you to swear that after returning this time, you’ll never set foot on the land of the Great Yuan Dynasty. If you break your oath, you’ll be tormented by nightmares every day." Constant nightmares leading to sleep deprivation and secret pain is something only those who’ve experienced can truly understand. She believed that Zhou Shu, who often dreamt and couldn’t sleep, certainly wouldn’t want to suffer nightly nightmares again.

Xiang Wei wanted to remind Yueyao that a true curse would have the person swear to descend to the Eighteen Levels of Hell or to have no descendants after death. What kind of curse was it to be tormented by nightmares every day?