The princess was ordained by Heaven.

In Chapter 250, he said it was all worth it.

Wu Zongyu sighed and never mentioned going down the mountain again. He devoted himself to staying with Xiaozhu, afraid that she might do something rash.

It was at this moment that he realized how terrified he was of Xiao Bao's tragedy repeating itself.

Fu Gui watched Wu Zongyu and Xiao Zhu's retreating figures and smiled.

He turned around and limped after the group of people who were about to go down the mountain.

With one more person, there's one more source of strength, so the villagers naturally wouldn't refuse.

Fu Gui endured the pain in his legs without showing it.

The road down the mountain was not easy to walk.

The mountain road was crumbling and collapsed, making every step extremely dangerous.

The person in front used a stick to probe the path, making sure it was solid ground before letting the people behind follow.

Even so, several times people still managed to slip and fall. If most of them hadn't been strong and healthy young adults, they might have really lost their lives.

Fu Gui was glad that he hadn't invited Lord Wu.

They finally reached the foot of the mountain. Although they were supposed to be looking for and rescuing people, every time they passed a collapsed house, someone would go up and search it.

Fugui was also a child from a poor family, and he knew what they were looking for.

I just wanted to see what was still usable and pick up some to use myself.

Wealth and fortune could not be stopped.

A boy named Ahai had just found a piece of silver in the ruins, and he couldn't hide the smile on his face.

He was furious: "You can't reason with these suicidal ghosts! If you really get buried in there, don't blame heaven and earth!"

Most people won't listen to advice until an accident happens.

Someone frowned and said unhappily, "Hey, sir, those words are rather ominous."

Fu Gui was exasperated and wanted to say something, but a villager who was anxious to save the person urged him, "Sir, there's no need to pay them any attention. They've been blinded by greed. Let's hurry and save the person!"

This man's surname was Li, and he was the fourth son in his family. He had a nephew living at the foot of the mountain.

Li Si's younger brother and sister-in-law had passed away long ago, leaving behind this child. He couldn't persuade him to go up the mountain, and now he only hoped that the child was still alive.

However, they searched the entire village but could not find Li Si's nephew.

Yes, first the houses collapsed, and then there were towering waves.

Eight or nine out of ten people are swept away by the water to the sea, and even the chance of finding their bodies is slim.

Seeing that he was frantically searching for people, Fu Gui didn't try to dissuade him, but silently helped him search.

However, there were no living people left in the village.

The once bustling village is now eerily quiet, save for the constant calls uttered by those searching for their loved ones—calls that seem to haunt the soul.

Perhaps knowing the hope was slim, Li Si chose to give up on his own, without waiting for Fu Gui to persuade him.

Others who had not found their relatives also looked dejected.

"Let's go back."

Fu Gui didn't say anything, but he knew that the chances of finding survivors were almost nil.

But as Lord Wu said, as long as one thinks that one can save a life, then all the hardships endured before are nothing.

Just as they were about to leave, a weak yet delighted voice came from inside.

"Uncle? Uncle! Did you come looking for me?"

Everyone turned around and saw a man covered in wounds and mud stumbling towards Li Si.

"Ah Bo! You're still alive?! It's good that you're alive, it's good that you're alive!"

"Uncle! You really came to see me? I promise I'll never do it again, I'll never talk back to you again! I'll never disobey you again!"

Seeing the scene of the uncle and nephew reunited and crying tears of joy, Fugui couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth.

See? He said it was all worth it.

With the extra person in tow, they set off on their return journey.

When they returned, Ahai was still searching through the ruins.

Behind him was a half-collapsed house, teetering on the brink of collapse, as if it would bury someone at any moment.

Fu Gui frowned and called out to him, "Let's go, stop turning over things!"

Ah Hai sat up and excitedly shared with Fu Gui, "Found it! Found the medicine! Sir! Here you go! Your leg will be healed!"

He held up a medicine bag and prepared to run towards Fugui.

But at that moment, a tremor suddenly came from underground.

Fu Gui's thoughts slowed down instantly: "Run! Run!"

He didn't have time to think, but his actions were faster than he expected.

He shouted as he ran toward Ah Hai.

As if it were destined, Ah Hai fell down.

Fu Gui rushed over, grabbed him, and then pushed him away.

But Fugui knew he couldn't escape.

The outburst had exhausted his strength; his legs were weak and he couldn't muster any strength.

A loud bang came from behind him, and pain struck. He heard a crisp "crack" sound from his head, and his neck and chest felt numb from the shock.

However, he could die in peace now.

"My lord, I have not disappointed you, nor have I implicated you."

A bystander called out anxiously, "Sir!"

Even after the tremors subsided, Ahai was still clutching the medicine bag in his arms.

He cried out in alarm, "My lord..."

"grown ups!"

The cries escalated from faint to desperate screams. He dropped the medicine bag and rushed onto the ruins to start digging for people.

"My lord, wait for me! I'll get you out right away!"

The other villagers looked around, picked up their tools, and went to help.

Fu Gui, I heard he's the third child in his family, with an older brother and a younger brother.

Such a perfect family would be a pity if any one of them were missing.

He can't die, and he shouldn't die!

Moreover, he could have escaped Tingzhou, but he came back for their sake.

Fu Gui wasn't buried very deep, but a beam struck him squarely on the head, deforming his skull and snapping his neck, leaving him with no hope of survival.

Ah Hai slapped himself hard across the face, then collapsed onto Fu Gui and wailed.

He clearly wanted to help the adults, so why did he end up harming them?

Others who had also searched through the ruins couldn't help but feel a sense of unease, a mixture of fear and relief.

Li Si wiped away his tears: "Ah Hai, don't cry. You meant well. Don't be sad..."

"We need to get out of here quickly," someone said, dragging a plank from the side. "What are you standing there for? Come and carry them out!"

Ah Hai paused for a moment, then used his blood-soaked hands to pick up the medicine packet from the ground.

Some people who saw this were furious: "You're still thinking about your medicine bag! The person is dead!"

Ahai lowered his head: "Others can use it too..."

He admitted that he was a bit greedy, but finding the silver was a pleasant surprise; his only goal had always been the medicine packet.

The others were speechless.

“Ah Hai, if you really feel sorry for Lord Fugui, then you should do your job well for Lord Wu.”

Ah Hai didn't say anything.

He will not replace the wealthy and powerful.

Lord Fugui is an official under Lord Wu; he is not worthy of the position.

He should work like a slave to repay his debts.

It was already dusk when they went up the mountain, and Wu Zongyu had been waiting for a long time.

He glanced around and, not seeing Fugui, already had a bad feeling.

Ah Hai knelt down in front of him with a thud, kowtowed to him, and cried as he said sorry.

Wu Zongyu ignored him, walked to Fugui's corpse, his shoulders relaxed, his face full of exhaustion and confusion.