Chapter Sixteen: Unequal Battle

  At dusk, Su Tang finally gritted his teeth and slowly raised a white cloth up the flagpole. He had to accept his fate, although he didn't like this feeling of being unable to grasp things, there was no other way.

  Zhu'er and Ke'er have been taken to the village by Shang Bin and the others. The entire inner fortress is left with only seven or eight miscellaneous servants. In fact, as Xue Jiuxiao said, Su Tang could also leave, but he refused because he wanted to witness the battle between strong people with his own eyes.

  Not long after, the bald old man led a group of men with an air of killing into Xiaolinbao. At first glance, they didn't look like good people, and they were carrying shiny weapons. Every family was frightened and closed their doors.

  In a moment, they arrived in front of the inner fortress and swaggered straight in.

  "That's not right, it's too quiet." The man with a gloomy face said in a low voice.

  "What's there to be afraid of?" Another man chuckled and said: "All the cultivators within a hundred miles, added together, aren't even a match for Old Fei."

  If Su Tang were here, the atmosphere would definitely become very exciting. This morning, Xue Jiu said that within a thousand miles, there was no one who could enter his eyes, while Fei Lao was only a hundred-mile talent. Even if both sides had an element of boasting, it was already very clear who was higher and who was lower.

  The bald old man revealed a self-satisfied smile, walking forward as if no one was around, forcing Su Tang to go down the poison, just to save some effort, and it would be best not to fight at all, but if they had to fight, they were not afraid to stake their lives.

  Su Tang's figure appeared, he looked very nervous, far away from me, making several gestures with his hands, turning around and sneaking along the small path.

  "Looks like that kid made it?"

  "Let's go, we'll follow them."

  Three hobbling, two hobbling, the bald old man led the men into a large courtyard, just in time to see Su Tang walk through the door. Suddenly, he stumbled, as if tripped by something, and then Su Tang steadied himself, bent down to pick up a leg from the ground, and with great effort dragged the limp person to one side.

  The bald old man and his subordinates exchanged a glance, and they all smiled on their faces.

  In fact, Su Tang was pulling a straw man made of dry grass, only wearing clothes on the outside.

  According to Xuejiu's idea, nothing needs to be done, just bringing people in is enough, but for Su Tang, doing nothing is an insult to his intelligence, whether it's useful or not, he just wants to make some small moves, which is his nature.

  The bald old man no longer had any doubts, and with a big stride he walked to the door of the house and stepped inside.

  An old man in his sixties, wearing a black shirt, sat upright on the side chair with his eyes closed, cultivating his spirit. A 14 or 15-year-old girl, extremely beautiful and pure, sat on the red wooden table in the center, looking over here indifferently. Su Tang leaned against the rear window, still making gestures to me as before, but the tension had disappeared, replaced by a mocking expression.

  The bald old man suddenly understood, his expression turned solemn, his gaze swept over the black-shirted old man and fell on the girl, his eyebrows furrowed, his eyes seemed a bit dazed, as if trying to recall something.

  The Han men who rushed in afterwards couldn't calm down like the bald old man, seeing the straw man on the ground and Su Tang's face with an expression that begged to be beaten, the Han men immediately exploded.

  "Little rabbit, dare to betray us?!"

  "Bastard!!"

  There were still people rushing towards the black-shirted old man and shouting: "Hand over the magic lotus quickly, or else you'll be in for a painful death!"

  The old man in the black shirt slowly opened his eyes, which were filled with suspicion. He had thought it was an old rival trying to take advantage of him, but now that they had met, he realized it wasn't like that at all. These guys were all third-rate characters, their behavior was arrogant and reckless, without any discipline or organization, basically just a group of broken-down warriors forming a gang of bandits.

  At this moment, the bald old man's face gradually became distorted, he stretched out his trembling hand, pointing at the girl from afar, and howled in a tone that was almost heart-wrenching: "You... you are the Holy Seat..."

  The girl frowned in displeasure and raised her hand to slap forward from a distance.

  The upper body of the bald old man, along with his head, suddenly turned into a splashing blood mist without any warning. At the rear window, Su Tang had quietly pushed open the window with her hand and was ready to jump out at any moment. Seeing this scene, she became as still as a wooden chicken.

  Su Tang could clearly see the scene that ordinary people couldn't see, in his line of sight, the bald old man's body was affected by a huge invisible force, constantly twisting and turning like a deformed balloon filled with water, until it finally burst, thousands of wounds erupted on his body, flesh and blood squeezed out and splattered.

  Those men were also stunned, in their minds, the incredibly powerful Fei Lao was actually slapped to death like a fly, making them dare not believe their eyes. For a moment, they burst out wailing and rushed to the door to escape.

  A giant over two meters tall appeared at the gate, and when he stepped into the gate, his forehead hit the stone brick above the gate, causing sand and gravel to splatter.

  The middle-aged man also appeared and said with a smile: "How many times have you met here? To be honest... You are the person I've seen who has the worst memory."

  "Let's just kill them all." The girl said slowly.

  The middle-aged man and the giant's face turned solemn, and then they pounced on those fleeing men like a hungry tiger.

  "Big Lord, shouldn't we leave two of them alive?" Xue Jiudao hastily said.

  "It's not necessary." The girl shook her head: "He brought these useless guys here just to tell me that the Tongtian City thing made him very angry, and he hopes I'll make some concessions in some aspects. Otherwise, he doesn't mind becoming my enemy."

  "But..." Xuejiu wanted to say something else.

  "A small warning only, if we take it seriously, he will just belittle us." The girl said softly: "Besides, do you think you can investigate him?"

  At this moment, Su Tang had long left the rear window and stood honestly on one side. As the saying goes, "see people say people words, see ghosts say ghost words". Since that girl waved her palm and killed Fei Lao in seconds, he was very clear about what attitude he should hold. He still felt a lingering fear in his heart, fortunately, he didn't make any overstepping or discourteous moves in the bamboo forest, otherwise, he would have ended up like Fei Lao.

  "Dà zūn, we come to find Mó zhī lán, only a few people know, or else..." Xue Jiū was about to speak but stopped.

  "Are you saying there's a traitor?" The girl's expression remained indifferent: "Forget it, I don't want to stir up trouble, maybe... let's openly investigate the traitor, this is also within his calculations."

  For Su Tang, their conversation was like a heavenly book, he didn't understand anything. At this time, the girl's line of sight had slowly shifted to him.