Gu Yangjin stood at the base of Spirit Prison Mountains, facing Butler Mo, Fang Wei, and the four guards. The early morning mist curled around their feet, and jagged peaks loomed overhead. She looked calm but firm.
Butler Mo stepped forward, concern in his eyes. "Young Lady, the orders from your father were clear. We must accompany you to protect you. This mountain is dangerous." Fang Wei nodded in agreement, glancing at the rocks and mist around them. The guards tightened their grips on their spears, uneasy.
Gu Yangjin folded her arms. "From here on, only Qiao Zhi and I will go further into the mountains. You must stay here." Her voice was steady. The guards exchanged worried looks. One guard said, "Miss Gu, we can't leave you alone. If something happens, we must be there to protect you." Butler Mo added urgently, "Young Lady, please think again. The spirit talismans we have can help, but it is too risky for only two of you. Let us go with you." He sounded anxious.
