"Lord Saint, you said that we paid such a huge price but only kidnapped a little transparent princess from their Ji family."
"Is it really worth it for us to do this?"
Zhao Xiangling's expression turned cold when she heard that Protector Gao actually questioned her decision.
"Are you questioning this saint's decision?"
"Do you know if our leader can take this girl with him, how much benefit will it have to his practice?"
Protector Gao shook his head uprightly and said:
"But Holy Girl, are you so sure that our leader can live until the time when our skills are perfected?"
"Well……"
There was a trace of speechlessness on Zhao Xiangling's cheek.
After a brief silence, her expression suddenly became extremely serious.
"If Yang Dong can't even handle such a small setback, how can he assume the position of leader of our Qinglian Sect?"
"Don't mention this matter again, this saint has made up her mind."
…
Lin Mansion,
Under the command of Shu Mouse,
The Xichang secret agents were unstoppable. Even though Lin San led his troops to join the battlefield, they were still retreating.
When Shu Shushu saw this, he couldn't help but feel a little proud. He looked at Yang Dong beside him, and then quickly looked away. Said to himself:
"It seems that this dignified chief minister is not very strong. His subordinates just used some small tricks to bring down the Lin Mansion."
Yang Dong frowned slightly when he heard this. He rubbed his heart and murmured:
"This matter... I'm afraid it's not that simple. Where did I miss it?"
the other side,
In the bamboo garden,
The old housekeeper's face turned green when he looked at Lin Chunqiu, who was still cutting bamboo.
"Master, we really can't delay it any longer. Those bastards from the West Factory have already broken through the inner courtyard. With at most a stick of incense, they can definitely kill the Zhuyuan."
"As the saying goes, if you keep the green hills, you won't have to worry about running out of firewood. Let's retreat first, shall we?"
Lin Chunqiu was in the mood to cut bamboo, but when he heard the old housekeeper's words, his face immediately dropped.
"What do you mean?"
"Didn't you see that the head of the family is concentrating on cutting bamboo?"
"Get out of here, get out of here! If anyone disturbs my interest in cutting bamboo, I will pick off their head right now!"
Hearing this, the old housekeeper couldn't help but tremble. As a butler who has been in the Lin family for most of his life, he knows very well that his family leader always does what he says.
So he sighed deeply, and a look of struggle appeared on his cheeks.
After a while, he turned around and left the bamboo garden.
However, he did not escape with the other servants. Instead, he held a long stick in his hand and stood guard outside the bamboo garden.
Not long after,
The Xichang secret agents have already entered the outskirts of Zhuyuan.
At this moment, the guards of the Lin family had already been killed and were defeated. They were dying and running away. Even Lin San, the top master of the Lin family, was retreating steadily and was seriously injured under the siege of a group of West Factory spies. .
If it weren't for Shu Shuxiao feeling that this person had some value, he would have died under the knife.
At this moment, outside the bamboo garden,
The old housekeeper stood guard outside with a stick and his forehead was already covered with sweat.
He was mentally tense at the moment, and any disturbance would attract his full attention.
"A bunch of useless trash, no one can be relied upon at the critical moment!"
The old housekeeper cursed and couldn't help but tighten his grip on the wooden stick in his hand.
Waiting is always the longest.
Even just a cup of tea made this nearly seventy-year-old man's clothes soaked from top to bottom.
However, despite this, he still held the long stick in his hand tightly and stared seriously in the direction of the inner courtyard.
When he saw the Xichang secret agents approaching, he felt a faint sense of relief in his heart.
He clenched the long stick in his hand again, but there was only a look of indifference in his eyes.
"My lord, I'm going right now."
"Since you are unwilling to leave, I will risk my life to guard you!"
The old housekeeper was heartbroken, picked up the wooden stick in his hand and began to sweep randomly.
However, at his current age, even if he tried his best, he still had no threat in the eyes of those West Factory spies.
"Come on, you bunch of bastards!"
The old butler shouted, closed his eyes and charged forward.
He originally thought that he would definitely die this time.
However, the next moment, a soft force brought him into the air.
The old housekeeper couldn't help but feel panic in his heart. He could only close his eyes and wave the wooden stick in his hand desperately.
After a moment, his feet landed on the ground again.
When the old housekeeper saw this, a look of astonishment flashed across his weather-beaten cheeks.
But the next second, he regained his fighting strength.
Holding the long stick, he swept across again.
"You bunch of bastards, come on! Kill me if you dare!!!"
At this moment, a calm voice sounded in his ears.
"Okay, put it away."
"You look like this, and you still want to fight against the spies from the West Factory?"
Upon hearing this, the old housekeeper was stunned for a moment, and then a look of surprise appeared on his cheeks.
He opened his eyes suddenly, and there was a hint of tears in his cloudy eyes!
"Master of the family, you... you are fine! Have we escaped from the Lin Mansion now?"
As he spoke, he subconsciously looked around, but soon he discovered that he and the head of the family were still in the bamboo garden.
The head of the family...even still holds the sickle in his hand, with no intention of stopping.
Perhaps sensing his worry at the moment, Lin Chunqiu slowly stood up straight and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"Don't worry, although things are a bit beyond my expectations, everything is still under control."
Hearing this, the housekeeper immediately felt relieved.
At this moment, Yang Dong led a group of spies from Xichang and surrounded the bamboo garden.
Yang Dong became increasingly uneasy when he saw Lin Chunqiu holding a sickle and cutting bamboo.
He winked at Shu Shuxiao, who immediately understood and secretly ordered the masters from the West Factory to guard around the Zhuyuan.
"Master Chief Assistant, long time no see."
Yang Dong's tone was calm, as if he was meeting an old friend he hadn't seen for many years.
He looked at the plaque on the Bamboo Garden and said,
The three large gilt characters looked a little dim under the dim candlelight.
"Huangzhu Garden."
"Yang Dong, since you're here, why don't you sit down?"
"After I finish chopping the last bamboo, let's talk."
Yang Dong smiled faintly, but shook his head.
"Sir, Chief Assistant, we have plenty of opportunities to chat. Now I would like to ask you to go to the prison in Xichang to rest for a few days."
Lin Chunqiu looked calm, as if he had expected Yang Dong's words.
He glanced at Yang Dong lightly, with a flash of ridicule in his eyes.
"What if I don't agree?"
"Then don't blame me for being rude!"
Yang Dong looked cold and waved his hand towards Shu Mouse behind him.
"Wait!"
