Yang Ruxin wielded a whip and advanced toward Michiko. Today, under no circumstances could she let this woman escape. Wasnât she a Saintess? Every one of them that came would be killed, forcing that cult to constantly choose a new Saintess.
The man pretending to be cripple nearby hurried to protect his master, but he was intercepted by Du Yunpeng.
Soon, another woman rushed forward, but she was blocked by Xiaobai.
Michiko kept retreating, sensing something was amiss. Aside from the few people around her, no one in the vicinity was approaching, despite the commotion and the known plan for tonight. There was only one reason for them not showing upâsomething had happened.
"You canât escape." Yang Ruxin caught up with her.
Michikoâs pretty face twisted in agony. "I donât want to die. Tell me your terms."
"Certainly. Tell us about your Sun Cultâs plan in Daxuan."
"In your dreams." Michiko suddenly leaped out of the room, flying toward the wall through the rain.
However, a sudden green light shot over. Although the Saintess was skilled, how could her speed match Xiaolun? She screamed and fell to the ground.
Yang Ruxin didnât follow. She stood at the doorway, watching the beautiful woman suffer in the rain, and sighed helplessly, "Why bother?"
At this moment, the downpour suddenly stopped, the sky cleared, and the view became clear.
Yang Ruxin stepped through the rain to stand before Michiko. "You have only two choices: answer my questions honestly or die." She bent slightly, meeting Michikoâs eyes. "Do you know how your sister died? She was poisoned by Xiaolun and became a human swine..."
Michiko felt a numbness spreading from her bitten leg.
"I donât mind turning you into a human swine too." Yang Ruxinâs voice was soft. "But really, is it worth it?"
Miekoâs face turned deathly pale.
Meanwhile, the fight inside the house had reached a conclusion.
Xiaobai first tore the woman into pieces and then immediately pounced on the man fighting Du Yunpeng, biting his neck off. Together, they moved to help take down Du Juanâs opponent.
However, Du Juanâs shoulder had been slashed by the opponentâs blow.
Du Juan didnât mind at all; she took out a medicine bottle and sprinkled some healing powder on the wound. But when it came time to wrap it with a bandage, she ran into difficulty since she couldnât manage alone with one arm.
Each of them carried a satchel filled with various emergency supplies and items prepared by Yang Ruxin, including bandages made from high-temperature treated cotton clothâperfect for bandaging wounds.
"Let me help you." Du Yunpeng walked over.
Du Juan hesitated for a moment.
"Whatâs the point of hesitating now?" Du Yunpeng frowned. "Get it done quickly so we can go help the young lady."
Du Juan nodded immediately.
Du Yunpeng simply took the medicine powder and bandages from his pack, re-treated her wound, and tied it securely.
"Thank you," Du Juan said. Throughout the entire process, she didnât frown once; now she calmly tidied her clothing and headed into the courtyard first.
Du Yunpengâs gaze flickered slightly. This woman... Suddenly, he felt a faint warmth on his face, but fortunately, it was nighttime, and no one could see.
In the courtyard, Yang Ruxin delivered another blow to Michiko: "Everyone youâve stationed in this village has been poisoned to death. Now, youâre the only one left."