"Wh-what!"
Luo Yuxuan's eyes widened, seemingly unable to accept this.
"Does Senior Brother still think she is fragile? Why is Senior Brother so naive after being out for so long?" Lin Yan mocked.
She had finally gotten some satisfaction for the original owner. After all, since she arrived, she had maintained the original owner's personality for her age. To avoid them discovering her differences, she had always treated this male protagonist well.
Now she really couldn't hold back. This kind of male protagonist was terrifyingly stupid! His stupidity was not the issue, but the fact that the Lishan Sword Sect had to pay for his folly was unacceptable to her!
She would strive to shatter all the male protagonist's beliefs and make him realize the dangers of this world!
Mu Qingwan and her group fled through the forest, not daring to linger. After all, another group of people was chasing them.
She was extremely annoyed now. If it weren't for Luo Yuxuan, they would have already escaped Lishan's territory and wouldn't be fleeing like ordinary stray dogs.
Even one person was lost. She had very few people left by her side and had to hurry to contact the others.
"Whoosh!" An arrow shot into the tree beside Mu Qingwan.
"Quick, take cover!" Mu Qingwan immediately hid behind a tree.
Just as they were about to find cover, another volley of arrows rained down.
"Ah!" An arrow pierced the shoulder of a attendant.
"Saintess, be careful!" A maid shielded Mu Qingwan, and then an arrow pierced her chest.
"Xiao Tao!" Mu Qingwan's eyes were about to split. She held the person in front of her. Then she calmed down.
"Scatter and flee! Meet at Mengyuan State!" They had to split up, or none of them would escape!
"Yes, Saintess, please be careful yourself." Several attendants scattered and fled.
A maid held Mu Qingwan's arm, "Saintess, hurry."
Mu Qingwan gently placed Xiao Tao's body down, then fled in the opposite direction with the maid.
These arrows didn't seem like the methods of the sect, nor were they something a small sect like Lishan could possess. So who exactly wanted her dead?
When did she, Mu Qingwan, become so valuable that so many people were hunting her?
The evening sun, like blood, illuminated the pale mourning hall. White banners danced in the wind, carrying waves of extreme sorrow and crying.
Lin Yan walked towards the mourning hall, looking at the heart-wrenching scene. Her eyes couldn't help but well up with sorrow.
A group of people arrived on the path leading out of the valley, some carrying and some lifting several individuals. Their appearance immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the mourning hall.
"They're back, they're back!" The people dressed in hemp clothes stood up, looking over with hopeful eyes.
Seeing the people brought back, everyone's gaze was filled with resentment.
Zhang Yang and the others threw the brought-back individuals in front of the mourning hall. Some of these people were alive, some were dead, but whether alive or dead, they wouldn't be able to live on.
Lin Yan looked at these people and realized that Mu Qingwan was not among them. As expected, a supporting character with a significant role wouldn't die so easily.
Luo Yuxuan was also in the crowd. He looked at these familiar faces. He might not be able to call everyone by name, but he was familiar with every face here.
Watching them break down in tears, their pained expressions, the pale and desolate mourning hall, he could no longer say anything to comfort them.
Lin Yan stood quietly aside, observing the grief and joy of this group. She didn't participate, but she loved this kind of revenge drama. After all, she believed in good being rewarded and evil being punished.
If it wasn't rewarded, she didn't mind lending a hand. After all, she now had the strength to do so.
Mu Qingwan hid in a cave, with no one left by her side. The last maid had even put on her clothes and acted as a decoy to help her escape the pursuers.
Her hands trembled slightly. She would not let anyone go. Whether it was the traitors or the Lishan Sword Sect.
Just a few mountain folk had made her so miserable. Lishan Sword Sect, she remembered! She would definitely make them regret chasing her.
Wasn't there the Mengzhang Mausoleum appearing recently? She would definitely obtain that treasure! She would make everyone pay the price!
She gritted her teeth and re-bandaged her wound. She had to admit, the medicine Luo Yuxuan gave her was quite good.
"Junior Sister, I think I need to talk to you." Zhang Yang, after handling matters at the mourning hall, found Lin Yan, avoiding everyone.
"Third Senior Brother, talk about what?" Lin Yan didn't pay much attention.
"When we found them, they were all dead, shot by arrows. These weren't ordinary concealed darts, but heavy crossbow arrows.
When we were pursuing those people, I saw a signal flare shot from the direction you were in. Junior Sister, don't you owe me an explanation?"
Zhang Yang wasn't interrogating Lin Yan, but he was surprised that his Junior Sister, whom he had watched grow up under his nose, had such capabilities.
"What explanation does Senior Brother want? As long as the outcome is good, isn't that enough? As long as it doesn't harm the Lishan Sword Sect, isn't it better to have your own influence to protect yourself?"
Lin Yan said with a smile, knowing that her Senior Brother was just worried about her. However, she didn't want her Senior Brother to get involved in her affairs for now.
"But those weren't ordinary arrows, they were heavy crossbow arrows! Junior Sister, this is not something ordinary people can access!" Zhang Yang was still very worried.
"Don't worry, Third Senior Brother. I can take care of myself. The young lady among that group hasn't been caught yet. Third Senior Brother, she is the Saintess of the Demonic Sect. We need to be careful of her revenge." Lin Yan changed the subject.
"The Saintess of the Demonic Sect? How could that be?"
"There was a rebellion in the Demonic Sect, a hall master rebelled, the sect leader was killed, and the Saintess is being pursued. Now is when the Demonic Sect is at its weakest. Third Senior Brother, do you think our Lishan should take a share?" Lin Yan tempted.
"Let's not. Our Lishan Sword Sect is still too weak, so we won't get involved in such major martial arts affairs."
Zhang Yang was very clear about their sect. Although this was an opportunity to gain fame, the storm was too big, and their Lishan's boat was too small to withstand it. If they rashly participated, they would only be overturned.
They should focus on developing themselves. Lishan Sword Sect was doing very well now. At least they were wealthy, and everyone's life was peaceful.
"Third Senior Brother is right, our Lishan should focus on developing ourselves. The martial arts world has been too chaotic lately. Third Senior Brother, please restrain the disciples and tell them not to get involved in these matters!"