Chapter 220 Help

The servant spoke up, "Master can escape through the array's eye in the mansion."

The old man was so angry at these remarks that he jumped up and down. "Escape? Even if I could escape, I would be killed by those people from Duyunfang. They would just find some excuse of 'dereliction of duty' to kill me. Where can I go to seek justice?"

The attendant remained silent.

The old man struck him on the head with his medium-length cane, the sound carrying considerable force. "I'm telling you to figure out how to kill the monster! And how to get rid of all those rats crawling out of the ditch without leaving a single one alive!"

“The cultivators in the manor have all been sent out to stop the demonic beast. It shouldn’t be long before they can work together to kill that beast,” the servant said hesitantly. “But I don’t know why, today that beast came running over like a madman. We never even saw it before…”

The white-haired old man said viciously, "What reason could it have? It's probably just in a good mood and wants to do something. After all, it doesn't have any brains, so why would it care about these things? The most important thing right now is to kill all the people trying to sneak in."

"Yes, sir," the servant replied, then beckoned for another person to come and relay the message.

"What are you still standing here for?" The white-haired old man stroked his beard and glared at him.

"Your subordinate is here to protect you, sir."

"Get out of here! Go and deal with those people in the courtyard. After you've dealt with them, go and kill the monster for them. It's been so long and there's still no sign of the monster dying. They're getting slower and slower." The white-haired old man waved his hand.

“But if I leave, then sir—” the servant hesitated.

"I have a killing formation set up here, what do those rats know about killing formations?" Seeing that the other party did not move, the old man even picked up a vase next to him and smashed it at the servant. "Get the hell out of here!"

After the servants left, the room returned to silence, completely out of place with the noise and fighting not far away. Mu Jianjian's battle strategy instantly became clear.

After gently placing the brick back in its original position, she leaned back tactically.

It's like when you're doing a difficult math problem and don't know how to solve it, someone directly presents the solution, formulas, and theorems and coefficients to you. As long as you follow the steps, you can easily solve it.

Mu Jianjian lowered her eyes and quietly left the mansion, intending to find the big man to help her break the killing formation here. Unexpectedly, before she even saw the big man, she ran into Lu Shaocheng, who had followed her.

What are you doing here?

"I came with you," Lu Shaocheng said, somewhat embarrassed.

"Do you know where your boss is?" Mu Jianjian asked, then added after thinking for a moment, "It doesn't have to be him, as long as you know a cultivator with true qi."

“Right now, the boss and the others are probably all tied up, but I know of a cultivator in the East District, but… I don’t know if she’d be willing to help.” Lu Shaocheng told her everything he knew without even asking why.

"Then can you take me to her?"

The boy's question, "Would you be willing to help?" actually indicates that the person in question is not on their side, but Mu Jianjian still wants to give it a try.

However, given the current race against time, it's uncertain whether they will succeed.

“Alright.” Lu Shaocheng nodded, his expression showing hesitation and conflict. “Then why does Miss Mu want to go find a cultivator now?”

He came out of the steward's mansion looking for someone. Could he be planning to get into a fight?

"Time is of the essence, let's talk as we walk." Mu Jianjian gestured for the other person to lead the way.

Lu Shaocheng paused and pointed to the mansion that Mu Jianjian had just climbed over the wall from, "It's in the courtyard inside."

Mu Jianjian was somewhat surprised. She took out a Qi Condensation Talisman and handed it to the boy. "This is a Qi Condensation Talisman. After you stick it on your body, cultivators with lower cultivation levels and weaker spiritual senses will not notice you."

Upon hearing this, Lu Shaocheng felt the thin piece of paper, no bigger than his palm, burning hot in his hand. "This is too precious, I can't—"

He had never even seen such a thing before, let alone used it.

"The most urgent thing is to take me to her." Mu Jianjian interrupted the boy's long speech.

"Oh, oh, oh." Lu Shaocheng blankly stuck the talisman on himself, then climbed over the wall into the mansion and whispered an explanation to the girl beside him.

“I know her because she herself came from our Sand Cave. Back then, our Sand Cave wasn’t as poor as it is now, but she still chose to follow the people from the East District and came to the backyard of the person in charge to become a concubine.”

His voice was somewhat indignant. Even Lu Shaocheng himself didn't know why he could show his truest emotions in front of the girl without having to pretend to be mature.

Perhaps it's her mystery?

It could also be because she exudes inner strength in her every move.

"Thank you." Mu Jianjian nodded, understanding the cause and effect from the other party's short words, and began to quickly think about how to persuade her to help her.

The mansion of the steward was very large, but the forest path was unusually quiet and secluded at this moment, as if the loud fighting sounds coming from not far away came from two different worlds.

The two walked into the garden from a distance, and before they had gone far, they heard two female voices.

"Sister Fang, aren't you leaving?"

"Why leave? Those outsiders are nothing special. How can they possibly defeat the Eastern District?" Fang Lanrong said calmly. "They're just accomplices to a tyrant. Once that monster is dead, they'll be at his mercy."

"Fang Lanrong, we treated you well in the sand dunes. If there was any food, wouldn't the boss have given it to you immediately? You betrayed us, and why do you have to say such things about us!"

Lu Shaocheng clenched his fists tightly. Recalling the past, the resentment and unwillingness in his heart resurfaced, and he couldn't help but appear in front of the two of them.

The two women in front of me were pretty and lovely, one tall and one short, leaning against each other, looking surprised as if they hadn't expected someone to suddenly appear in the backyard.

"Xiao Cheng?" Fang Lanrong's expression changed, and she tentatively spoke.

“You are not worthy to call me that.” Lu Shaocheng said each word clearly.

Mu Jianjian stepped out from behind the boy, meeting the probing gazes of the two women without flinching. She pointed slightly at the taller woman and asked, "Is she the one you're talking about?"