"Woof!"
Old Huang, the yellow dog, was exceptionally excited to see Yan Shouyi, wagging its tail like a helicopter's rotor.
Alas, Old Huang was old. If it were still young, it would have probably pounced Yan Shouyi to the ground and licked his face furiously.
Yan Shouyi also crouched down and stroked Old Huang's head. The dog squinted its eyes in comfort.
Wang Jiji, Luo Ning, Liu Yiren, and Weng Qianxiang had never met Old Huang before and were unsure of what was happening. They could only ask Long Feicheng, the only one who knew the situation.
Long Feicheng was feeling quite smug at the moment. This feeling of being the only sober one in a drunken crowd was his favorite.
He narrowed his eyes, smiled, and explained, "This dog is Old Huang. It's raised by Brother Yan's father's good friend! Think about it, if Old Huang is here, it means Yan Shouyi's father and the others are also here!"
Everyone understood immediately.
Yan Shouyi stroked Old Huang's head and pointed at Lou Jingou's corpse, asking, "Old Huang, did you kill these people?"
Old Huang could completely understand Yan Shouyi's words and nodded its head honestly.
Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but step back. Luo Ning had previously speculated that the killer was some kind of fierce beast, but they never expected it to be such a docile-looking old yellow dog. Upon closer inspection now, they could see traces of blood between Old Huang's teeth.
This old dog was not to be trifled with!
Yan Shouyi asked again, "You're here, so where's Uncle Dog? Where's my dad?"
Old Huang turned around and barked a few times in the direction it came from.
As expected, several figures appeared. It was Yan Chou, the Dog Daoist, and the Monk Miaoji!
"Dad!"
Reunited with his father, Yan Shouyi was incredibly emotional.
Yan Chou seemed to have expected to meet Yan Shouyi here. His expression was somewhat calm, and he simply nodded at Yan Shouyi with a smile.
The Dog Daoist, on the other hand, laughed heartily, "Shouyi, you brat!"
"Uncle Dog, Uncle Miaoji," Yan Shouyi greeted with a simple smile.
The others, not being familiar with Yan Chou, felt a bit awkward meeting an elder in the dungeon.
Liu Yiren, in particular, felt extremely shy upon realizing that this man was Yan Shouyi's father. After greeting him, she shyly lowered her head.
Yan Chou also noticed Liu Yiren. A hint of guilt appeared in his eyes but did not linger.
Liu Yiren was a good girl, but in Yan Chou's heart, he had long since decided that Yan Shouyi and Lin Zhitong were the destined couple. In this life, the Yan family was indeed indebted to Liu Yiren, and they could only find other ways to compensate her.
"Dad, why are you here?" Yan Shouyi asked.
Yan Chou replied, "Can't you guess?"
After only a few seconds of thought, Yan Shouyi's eyes widened, "Did the Old Celestial Master invite you?!"
Yan Chou nodded.
This made Yan Shouyi understand everything perfectly.
The Old Celestial Master had long anticipated Xi Zi's plan, so he focused Longhu Mountain's attention on the group of demons outside the mountain. The core dungeon, however, was left for Yan Chou and his group to handle!
In fact, the Old Celestial Master cared more about the battle outside the mountain. For him, whether Xi Zi's true objective succeeded or not was not particularly important; his duty was to eliminate more demons.
And battles always involved sacrifices, whether it was the Longhu Mountain disciples guarding the dungeon or the inheritor of Nuo Gui Xi in the dungeon—if one had to compare, the battlefield outside the mountain had the most casualties.
Xi Zi's affairs were ultimately matters of folk sects, so it was most appropriate for people from folk sects to handle them.
Moreover, Yan Chou's involvement was a factor in the New Xuan Mountain Sect led by Xi Zi, which was why Yan Chou and his group were here.
"If we had known you all were in the dungeon, we wouldn't have had to go through all this trouble to get in," Yan Shouyi said with relief.
He figured that Kang Jinlong and the others had fled in such a panic precisely because they encountered Yan Chou and his group.
After all, Kang Jinlong was the second strongest among the Twenty-Eight Mansions of Xuan Mountain, yet he fled in panic after encountering Yan Chou and the other two… this showed how powerful Yan Chou and his group were.
The Monk Miaoji asked, "You met Xi Zi's subordinates just now. Where did they flee?"
Long Feicheng pointed in the direction Kang Jinlong and the others had escaped.
The Dog Daoist immediately said, "Big brother, the bald donkey and I will go chase them. You guys catch up here!"
With that, the two of them and the dog set off in pursuit.
This left Wang Jiji, Weng Qianxiang, and the others dumbfounded.
Kang Jinlong and his group were so powerful, and they were only sending two people, and they seemed so confident in their pursuit!
This was too incredible!
Yan Chou noticed everyone's concern and comforted them, "Those two are core figures of the old Xuan Mountain. When we were dominating the jianghu, Xi Zi and his gang didn't know what they were doing. You don't need to worry."
Yan Shouyi was relieved and then asked, "Dad, what about the inheritor of Nuo Gui Xi..."
"Your grandmother is protecting her, don't worry."
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Yan Shouyi was completely at ease and then introduced them with a smile:
"Dad, this is Liu Yiren, the second young lady of the Liu family, you probably know her; this is Luo Ning, an inheritor of the Corpse Driving technique; this is Weng Qianxiang, an inheritor of the Painted Skin technique; and this one, Wang Jiji, he is an inheritor of the赊刀 (She Dao -赊刀 lineage) and also Uncle Zou's son."
Upon hearing Wang Jiji's identity, Yan Chou's expression changed. He walked up to Wang Jiji with a complicated look.
He patted Wang Jiji's shoulder and said with remorse, "Child, we have wronged you."
"Uncle Yan, there's no need to apologize. I should be the one apologizing," Wang Jiji quickly waved his hands.
"My few friends and your father, we roamed the jianghu together back then, like brothers. We should have protected him, but we couldn't be by his side when he passed away..."
Yan Chou's grief was undisguised. Yan Shouyi rarely saw his father like this, indicating how important Zou Shizi was to Yan Chou.
Soon, Yan Chou regained his composure and said coldly, "If it weren't for Xi Zi's subordinates causing trouble back then, we wouldn't have missed so much. Therefore... I won't leave a single one of these people alive!"
Ever since Yan Chou was released from prison, he had been doing only one thing.
That was to eliminate the demons of the New Xuan Mountain Sect!
In the past, he had retired from the jianghu and minded his own business, not caring.
Now that he had returned to the jianghu, he naturally had to clear the house and restore the reputation of the folk sects!
"Dad, the entrance and exit of the dungeon are now sealed by us. We also have a few friends at the entrance," Yan Shouyi said. "We don't know how things are going outside and with the Old Celestial Master. Should we leave the dungeon as soon as possible?"
But Yan Chou shook his head and said, "We have our mission. I agreed with the Old Celestial Master that he doesn't need us to manage the matters outside the mountain. What we need to do is ensure that none of the demons who entered the dungeon leave alive!"
As he spoke, Yan Chou's eyes glinted with killing intent, making even Liu Yiren and the others standing beside him feel a chill down their spines!