But the two were so intense that their voices couldn't be hidden, giving Jiang Yimian a headache. She cursed inwardly, "That old pervert, he's disgusting."
If she had known, she should have knocked him out earlier, otherwise she wouldn't have heard this disgusting thing.
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and she turned around and glared at Lu Cijian.
Lu Cijian touched his nose somewhat awkwardly, unsure of where to look.
He never imagined that this person was in such a hurry to do this; he thought there was some secret involved.
Fortunately, the noise inside the artificial hill soon stopped. As he dressed, Steward Chen walked out, saying with a satisfied look, "From now on, you'll be the most favored person in this manor. I'll send that wretched Aunt Wang to those people on the mountain in a bit."
A few days ago, someone from above told him to find a few pretty girls to send up.
He had only intended to send a few maids from the estate upstairs, but that Aunt Wang was ungrateful and dared to refuse him.
Then don't blame him for not showing any mercy to women.
She's just a little bitch offering herself to Song Shichang; he can't be bothered with her.
The woman's voice said with satisfaction, "Hmm, I heard that Aunt Wang is from that desolate village outside. She might even meet some people from her village when she's sent up the mountain. She might even thank you then!"
Thinking about what that pretentious Aunt Wang would encounter on this trip up the mountain, he couldn't help but feel a little smug.
She had seen the manor send girls up several times, but none of them ever came back; most of them had been played to death.
Those people up there are all vicious and wicked; they're clearly no good. Women who go up there might suffer something terrible.
Butler Chen just laughed and patted the person behind him a couple of times before leaving the artificial hill.
This time, Lu Cijian didn't hesitate any longer. After Steward Chen had walked a distance, he covered the man's mouth and nose and led him into the bamboo forest.
Jiang Yimian was already waiting there, and standing next to her was another person, Wang Er, one of Lu Cijian's men.
As soon as the other party saw Lu Cijian bringing someone over, they quickly stepped forward to help, picked up a tattered rag and stuffed it directly into Butler Chen's mouth.
Jiang Yimian kicked Steward Chen a few times to vent her anger before turning to Wang Er and asking, "So, how many people are there in the manor?"
The manor was too large, and the atmosphere was chaotic. Even she couldn't sense exactly how many people there were, but she could roughly estimate that there were quite a few.
Wang Er frowned, his voice heavy. "There are quite a few people. There are more than twenty girls alone, not to mention the other maids, servants, and guards. I estimate there are at least three hundred people."
There are an estimated two hundred people skilled in martial arts.
There are quite a few of these people; even in an ordinary small county government office, there are only about two hundred constables.
With so many people in this village, if Zhu Shichang discovers something amiss and then brings the officials from the yamen, it will only make things more difficult.
They had to act quickly; if they couldn't wait for rescue, they had to run away as soon as possible.
These people are not to be trifled with; if they knew their purpose, they would definitely kill them.
Jiang Yimian was only glad that she hadn't impulsively attacked. There were too many of them, and if they had attacked rashly, they would have been the ones who suffered.
Although the people around Lu Cijian were all skilled in martial arts, their sheer numbers made them a formidable force.
Lu Cijian then inquired about the situation on Lin Yan'an's side.
"Young Master Lin is wandering around the manor, looking just like a spoiled brat. Nobody seems to notice anything amiss. We've heard Zhu Shichang is coming soon. What should we do now? Should we head straight up the mountain?"
There are over 300 people in the village alone, and there will only be more on the mountain.
They only have a few people now, which is no match for so many.
Moreover, the main purpose of this trip is not to kill, but to save lives, which makes it even more difficult.
Lu Cijian nodded. "Let's go up the mountain now."
With that, he grabbed Steward Chen, pressed a dagger against his neck, and said coldly, "Take us up the mountain. If you dare to have any ulterior motives, I will kill you immediately."
Looking at the dagger so close to him, Butler Chen felt the kicks he had just received hurt even more, and glared angrily at Jiang Yimian.
Before he could properly vent his anger, he felt a sharp pain in his neck, and a cool sensation slid down his neck into his clothes. After a while, he realized it was his own blood, and immediately nodded repeatedly, whimpering incessantly.
But in his heart, he was thinking about how to get people to arrest all these bastards. How dare they lay a hand on him? They must have a death wish.
Jiang Yimian suddenly remembered something, yanked the rag out of his mouth and threw it away. She then stuffed a pill into Butler Chen's mouth and said, "You're poisoned now. If you dare to say anything out of line, you'll be dead."
Don't even think about letting anyone arrest us. Rest assured, even if I get caught, I won't give you the antidote. You'll only be dead then.
Butler Chen was so angry that he immediately tried to swat the medicine in his throat, but it had dissolved in his mouth and he couldn't get it out. He could only glare at it with fury and curse, "You bitch..."
Before he could finish speaking, the dagger was pressed against his neck again, this time with the tip pointing towards him. If he moved even slightly, the tip would instantly pierce his throat.
Terrified, he hurriedly whispered, "I, I, I'll do whatever you say, please don't kill me, please don't kill me, I'll take you up the mountain right now, you must give me, you must give me the antidote!"
Jiang Yimian glanced at him but didn't say anything.
Butler Chen didn't dare to try anything clever and lead the group astray, so he led them directly up the mountain from the back gate of the villa.
Wang San made marks along the way.
Jiang Yimian looked around, searching for an escape route. If they failed, they couldn't afford to lose their lives here; preserving their lives was the most important thing.
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