Since Gu Qiong had said so, Mengyao naturally trusted Gu Qiong's words.
"As long as there is no major danger, this is good. As long as we find Ye Fan ahead of the enemies, all bad things won't happen. Otherwise, no one knows what might occur." Mengyao felt much relieved, with a noticeably relaxed expression on her face.
"My curse was not in vain after all, I shouldn't underestimate my ability to make bold claims, cursing myself to die miserably, being struck by lightning is pretty unlucky, aha, haha." Gu Qiong thought with great bitterness in his heart. Seeing Mengyao not as worried, he felt somewhat better, willing to go to such lengths to help Ye Fan.
He still mused with disgust: "Ye Fan, if my curse actually works, you'd better compensate me with your life."
Gu Qiong didn't dwell on this topic further, but said admiringly: "Sometimes, when I calm down and think, I truly envy Ye Fan."
"What do you mean?" Mengyao asked, puzzled.
