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Chapter 392 The Mountain Mist
While Lu Qing was fighting with the fortress lord, he carefully observed the lord's every move, but found that the lord seemed to be determined to break through the encirclement and was ruthless in dealing with the soldiers he captured.

However, from beginning to end, he did not see the same kind of spirit as those assassins posing as priests in the Lizhou camp, who were willing to disregard life and death as long as they could complete their mission.

Could it be... that his mission is not yet complete, so he cannot simply die?
Just as Lu Qing had such a suspicion in her mind, Lu Yan and Lu Zhang had already fought the fake fortress master to a standstill.

Lu Zhang probably didn't want to appear too weak in front of Lu Yan, or perhaps he was in front of his subordinates, so he was particularly concerned about his reputation. This time, he was exceptionally brave, not daring to back down at all. He gritted his teeth, widened his eyes, and swung his sword to deal with the fake fortress lord.

After the fake lord's gaze swept across his face several times, he suddenly burst into laughter when the two were not far apart, and loudly recited: "The mountain is lofty, and the clouds dwell on its peak. Climbing those layers of clouds, the mountain mist is vast and green."

His sudden action startled everyone present, who feared it was some kind of spell or witchcraft that could activate some poison. They hurriedly looked around warily to see if anything unusual was happening.

Lu Zhang heard these lines of poetry clearly. His expression suddenly changed, turning from flushed from the intense fighting to death.

Taking advantage of Lu Zhang's momentary lapse in concentration, the fake fortress lord suddenly lunged at him. While everyone else was on guard against a sneak attack, the fake lord swiftly grabbed Lu Zhang's throat with a claw, pulled him close, and shielded him in front of him. The fake lord exerted great force with his fingers, the tips almost digging into the flesh of Lu Zhang's neck.

Lu Zhang seemed terrified, his face deathly pale, his gaze vacant as he was held captive by the fake fortress lord, as if he had lost his soul.

Upon seeing this, Lu Yan frowned and stopped in his tracks, which was about to rush forward.

Although he looked down on his second brother, who was usually pretentious and liked to put on airs, blood was thicker than water after all.

Now that Lu Zhang is being held by the neck and blocked in front of him, he can't just rush in recklessly and let Lu Zhang die at the hands of the other party.

"Come on! Weren't you so impressive just now?" The fake fortress lord laughed smugly, grabbing Lu Zhang by the neck and taking a few steps back, increasing the pressure on his hand. "Quick! Tell your men to get out of my way! Anyone who dares to stop me today will die on the spot!"

Lu Zhang had never experienced anything like this before, and didn't have time to think much. He hurriedly gestured to his subordinates beside him.

Seeing this, the soldiers dared not delay and quickly moved aside, creating an opening behind the fake fortress lord.

This small courtyard was originally located in a corner of the entire Immortal Fortress. The fake fortress lord, holding Lu Zhang hostage, leaped up and stood on the wall. He coldly surveyed the area below, and suddenly, without warning, pushed Lu Zhang off the high wall.

Lu Zhang screamed in fright and fell face-down.

Lu Qing and Lu Yan naturally couldn't just stand by and watch him get hurt, so they rushed forward to catch him and prevent him from falling seriously.

Once they helped Lu Zhang regain his footing and looked back, the fake lord was nowhere to be seen on the high wall.

Lu Yan looked at the soldiers standing helplessly to the side with some annoyance: "Are you all a bunch of idiots and good-for-nothings?!"
We just watched that person run away?!
"I was just down there gesturing to you all, signaling you to be ready for a surprise attack at any time. Are you all blind?!" The other soldiers dared not argue with Lu Yan, the Third Prince, who was known for his fiery temper. They all lowered their eyes and heads, offering no response.

One of the bolder ones clasped his hands in a salute to Lu Yan and said, "Your Highness Xuan, please don't be offended. We all follow His Highness Yi. From the time we left the capital, Duke Yan repeatedly told us that we should only obey His Highness Yi."

His Highness Prince Yi did not give us any instructions on whether to stay or pursue.

We had no choice; we couldn't disobey Prince Yi's orders, nor could we leave him here alone while his safety was still uncertain.

The man's attitude was indeed humble enough, exuding an honest and simple air, but what he said made Lu Yan's expression turn somewhat unpleasant.

With a formidable enemy at hand, Lu Zhang's men were able to openly disregard the orders of others, citing "only obeying the orders of Prince Yi" as their reason, resulting in the escape of the most crucial "big fish." If this had happened on the battlefield, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Moreover, the soldier's words just now didn't seem to have a pure meaning. It seemed that if they had rushed to chase after the fake fortress lord and left Lu Zhang alone with Lu Qing and Lu Yan, the two of them might have been a threat to Lu Zhang.

These words really hit Lu Yan where it hurt.

Lu Yan stared at the man, his breathing becoming heavy, his eyes seeming to hold razor blades, as if he wanted to cut a few pounds of flesh off the other person.

Just as he was about to take action against the soldier who had provoked him, Lu Qing's hand seemingly unintentionally landed on his shoulder, causing Lu Yan to pause slightly and calm down.

To outsiders, Lu Qing may have simply placed his hand lightly on Lu Yan's shoulder, but Lu Yan himself knew very well how much force that hand had secretly applied—enough to bring him back to his senses.

"Brother, I'll take men and chase after them right away!" he shouted, rushing out as he spoke, yelling at his men to search the surrounding area with him.

After all, the fake fortress lord was injured, and one of the swords had pierced through his entire shoulder by Lu Qing, so he naturally couldn't run very fast.

As soon as Lu Yan left, Lu Zhang swayed and staggered before collapsing to the ground.

Lu Qing quickly helped him up and asked Lu Zhang's men to carry him on their backs. They found a safe place to settle him down first, while the others guarded their respective positions to prevent the fake fortress lord from making a feint and suddenly returning to catch them off guard.

Zhu Yu followed behind Lu Qing, his brows slightly furrowed, his mind replaying the chaotic process just now. After several twists and turns, they arrived at the entrance of a small courtyard.

Before she could even step into the courtyard, she was nearly bumped into by someone rushing over, and she jumped back in fright.