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This time, Lord Fang Xuanling suddenly appeared before me.
“Ying Ying, how come you are standing here? What happened?” Luo Dachun's voice sounded urgent.
“N-nothing,” I hesitated, deciding to keep some things to myself. “I saw the main hall collapse and got worried, so I couldn’t help but come over to take a look.”
If Ren Pingsheng sent someone to capture me, he would definitely be concerned and distracted by taking care of me, which would affect the overall situation. At this moment, Shadow of the Night had not shown themselves; I believed they were silently protecting me from somewhere I couldn't see.
The existence of Shadow of the Night was something Night would prefer more people not to know about.
But there was one thing I had to tell Luo Dachun.
“Brother Luo, I saw Ren Pingsheng. He seems to have sensed something about our plan.”
Luo Dachun nodded.
“Are you... injured?” I felt he looked fine, but his clothes were stained with blood.
He glanced down at himself and smiled. “It's not mine, don’t worry. I have some minor injuries; they’re just superficial wounds, nothing serious.”
However, his expression soon turned grave.
“I couldn’t see clearly what kind of strange mechanism Zhuque was using; its power was simply too great. Originally, we were all at our last gasp, and with that attack, most of us didn’t escape unscathed. His mechanism was aimed at our own people, so it’s likely that there are no survivors among the Mirror Gate members. Most of the Garrison Soldiers have also perished, and more than half of Snowfall Villa’s people are already dead or injured.”
So that was the brutal scene inside the main hall!
“Originally, my brother and I could have teamed up to kill Zhuque, but unexpectedly Ren Pingsheng intervened. In a two-on-two situation, we wouldn’t have been sure to win, but they wouldn’t gain too much advantage either, so…”
So, Ren Pingsheng decisively chose to retreat.
Was this matter truly over?
Luo Dachun said seriously, "Ying Ying, reinforcements will arrive soon. You stay here to help clear the hall, tend to the wounded, and check if there are any survivors at the Mirror Gate. Since Ren Pingsheng is here, my brother and I must go check the other two routes; there might be changes there as well."
I nodded in agreement. Helping to clean up the aftermath was probably the best use I could offer in this situation. Each time I found myself in such circumstances, it felt like the saying "only when the book is needed do you regret not having studied enough." When my skills were finally needed, I felt even more like a burden. I always resolved at that moment to learn my craft properly. Was I destined to live under the protection of others for my entire life?
"But Ying Ying, you must pay attention to your safety and protect yourself," Luo Dachun still seemed worried.
"Amin, if it's about our sister-in-law, our people will protect her. Let's go," my brother had come over without me noticing.
Hearing him call me "sister-in-law" made me feel a bit awkward but effectively eased my emotional turmoil. Fortunately, nothing else embarrassing happened afterward. After a few more reminders from Luo Dachun, both of them used their lightness skills and flew away together.
I calmed down and began running towards the hall to rescue people. At this point, the monks who had heard the commotion had gathered, and reinforcements from Garrison had arrived. With the imperial token given by Luo Dachun in hand, I could command the soldiers.
I quickly devised a simple rescue plan. Responding to emergencies was something I had practiced many times before. Based on the situation at hand, I created a practical plan tailored to our needs. Initially, the soldiers looked down on me because I was a woman, but once I finished outlining my plan, their gazes toward me changed completely.
The rescue operation commenced in an orderly manner. Snowfall Villa truly lived up to its reputation as one of the most mysterious organizations; their strength was indeed formidable. Despite suffering a violent attack and having part of the hall collapse, they had not lost more than half of their members. Perhaps my brother had given them some instructions; aside from rescuing their own people, seven or eight of them stayed closely by my side, making me feel as though they were protecting me.
Did they really see me as the "young mistress" of Snowfall Villa?
Although the situation was chaotic, I felt a faint warmth inside me. Alone and lonely in Tang Dynasty, I had unknowingly harvested so much care and protection over time. Looking at the bodies scattered across the hall, the scene was desolate yet evoked an involuntary sense of prayer and gratitude.
Living is truly wonderful!
So, I must live well.
I thought that saving the injured and clearing the main hall was something that didn’t require a delicate woman like me to take charge, so I stood far outside the hall, contemplating what would happen next. I wondered how Nie Qiuyuan and the others were doing. Were they making progress? Would they encounter any dangers?
I had been very confident at first, but after encountering Zhuque and Ren Pingsheng, I suddenly felt less assured. The thought that Nie Qiuyuan might also run into a master from the Mirror Gate, getting caught in a fierce struggle, getting injured and bleeding, or even facing life-threatening situations made my heart race and my hands clench painfully.
Just moments ago, I had nearly died myself, hadn’t I?
What if he died? What if I could never see him again? It was completely unimaginable!
A few black-clad figures from Snowfall Villa stood not far behind me, silent as the quiet night sky.
In the midst of my chaotic thoughts, my body suddenly became alert. Something was wrong; there was something off in the surroundings!
I turned around sharply and saw one of the black-clad men from Snowfall Villa drawing his sword with lightning speed, stabbing it into the chest of a nearby companion.
I was stunned, and so were the others from Snowfall Villa. The black-clad man pulled his sword out of his companion's body and suddenly pressed it against his own neck. With one swift motion, blood sprayed everywhere as he collapsed to the ground, lifeless.
The other black-clad figures quickly reacted, crouching down to remove the scarf from the self-inflicted victim's face. Upon seeing it clearly, they gasped in shock: this person wasn’t disguised; he was undoubtedly one of their own!
Everyone immediately became alert. One person spoke in a deep voice: “Focus your minds; there are strong enemies nearby who can use Mind Manipulation Technique!”
More strong enemies? I couldn’t help but shiver. What was this Mind Manipulation Technique? From its literal meaning and the reaction of Snowfall Villa’s companions just now, it seemed to refer to—mental control?
In modern times, I had only heard of hypnosis and mental control; these belonged to ancient techniques that had never undergone scientific verification. I never expected that people in ancient times could actually do this. However, having witnessed many strange occurrences in the Tang Dynasty—like walking on rooftops—what was impossible about mental control?
In that moment, several shadowy blue figures suddenly appeared from all directions, surrounding me like phantoms. Together with the black-clad men from Snowfall Villa, they stood with their backs to me, weapons drawn outward, forming a protective formation.
It was them, the Shadow of the Night, my guardians!
Just then, a soft laugh floated over from not far away.
It was the laughter of a woman, sweet and enchanting. Just hearing that light chuckle was enough to draw one in, making it impossible not to imagine what a beautiful woman she must be.
With that gentle laugh, two black-clad men and one member of the Shadow of the Night launched an attack on me simultaneously, raising their weapons to strike.
The others reacted quickly, swiftly intercepting the assault.
In an instant, our side was thrown into chaos.
I heard someone warn, "Heart, being able to manipulate three people at once with Mind Manipulation Technique is simply unheard of; we must not let our guard down."
Yet even so, it felt too careless, as two more had betrayed us in an instant, bringing the total number of enemies under manipulation to five.
I focused my gaze and noticed that someone had appeared across from me without my realizing it.
She wore a bright red dress adorned with golden rings and ornaments, her long hair flowing like dark clouds. She was a breathtakingly beautiful woman.
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