Yang Guo: I'm invincible in the opening battle against Aunt Guo!

Three poles in the sun.

On the bed, Yang Guo slowly opened his eyes.

Lu Wushuang was using her left arm as a pillow. The girl was sleeping soundly, with a satisfied expression on her face and a slight smile on her lips, as if she were having a sweet dream.

Her body was mostly pressed against his, and the warm, soft touch came through the thin blanket.

On the right, Li Mochou lay asleep on her side, her apricot-yellow Taoist robe long gone, revealing a section of her smooth shoulder and neck.

She placed one hand on Yang Guo's chest, her breathing even and deep, her beautiful face radiating a rare serenity.

last night……

Yang Guo rubbed his temples.

Originally, he only wanted to continue cultivating with Li Mochou to consolidate her newly broken through Grandmaster realm.

Unexpectedly, in the middle of the night, Lu Wushuang quietly pushed open the door and came in.

She said that Wanyan Ping and Yelü Yan next door were already fast asleep, and even her senior sister was asleep, so she couldn't sleep...

Thus, the cultivation practice changed from two people to three.

Yang Guo moved very quietly so as not to disturb the neighbors.

This cultivation lasted all night.

As dawn broke, Lu Wushuang could no longer hold on and fell into a deep sleep.

Although Li Mochou was already a grandmaster, she had only broken through a few days ago and her realm was not yet stable. After cultivating for another two hours, she was so tired that she fell asleep.

Yang Guo, on the contrary, was full of energy and could be fine even if he didn't sleep for several days.

However, in order to keep the beauty company, he had no choice but to sleep with the two women in his arms.

Until noon.

He gently withdrew his arm, tucked the blankets around the two women, and then got up to get dressed.

When I opened the door, the sunlight was already blinding.

"Brother Yang!"

Hong Lingbo's voice came from the courtyard gate, sounding urgent.

Yang Guo turned his head and saw her walking quickly towards him, looking flustered.

"What's wrong?" Yang Guo frowned.

"Miss Wanyan and Miss Yelü... they're gone!" Hong Lingbo exclaimed anxiously. "I went to call them for breakfast this morning, but no one was in their room. I thought they'd gone outside, but I haven't seen them since. I just went to look for them in their room and found a note on the table..."

She took a folded piece of paper from her bosom.

Yang Guo took the paper and unfolded it. He saw that the handwriting on the paper was delicate and beautiful, clearly the work of a woman:

"Young Master Yang saw this letter:"

This morning, Sister Ping learned that Wang Meng, the deputy general guarding Wuguan Pass, was the very man who murdered her uncle years ago. Sister Ping was overcome with grief and anger and insisted on seeking revenge. I knew this was a dangerous undertaking, but I couldn't dissuade her, so I had no choice but to go with her.

If we do not return, please do not search for us, Young Master Yang. This is a personal matter, and we would not dare to implicate you.

Yelu Yanliu"

Yang Guo's expression changed drastically.

"Nonsense!" he hissed, clenching the note tightly.

Wang Meng? Deputy General of Wuguan?

What are the strengths of Wanyan Ping and Yelü Yan?

One had an unhealed shoulder injury, and the other had a hidden ailment; together, they could barely be considered second-rate experts.

It was still a very difficult task.

It doesn't even reach that level.

With that kind of strength, you dared to assassinate a deputy general in the army?

Isn't this just giving it away for free?

Then, Yang Guo turned around and went to his room.

At this moment, Li Mochou and Lu Wushuang are getting dressed.

It was obvious that he had just overheard Yang Guo and Hong Lingbo's conversation.

Yang Guo watched the two women get dressed.

He didn't speak.

The two women dressed quickly, clearly knowing that something might be going on.

After she finished dressing, Li Mochou walked up to Yang Guo and asked, "What's wrong?"

Yang Guo then handed over the letter in his hand.

After Li Mochou finished reading, she frowned.

He then sneered, "I knew I was right. These two are just a burden, complete idiots and good-for-nothings."

Yang Guo was naturally aware of Li Mochou's hostility.

After all, having too many women around him would threaten her position.

Not to mention, both of these women are foreigners.

Most importantly, they're young!

"Alright, the best course of action now is to find them and prevent them from going to their deaths," Yang Guo said in a deep voice.

"Hmph, if it weren't for your sake, I wouldn't care whether these two girls live or die."

After saying this, I saw Yang Guo's sullen face.

Li Mochou then changed her tone: "I'll go find out Wang Meng's whereabouts, residence, and guards right now. If you're worried, you can search for him in the city."

"This is the only way forward for now."

Yang Guo nodded and strode out of the inn to begin his search in Wuguan City.

Wuguan City is not large, with three main streets running east to west and five alleys running north to south.

Yang Guo used his lightness skill and traversed the entire city in less than half an hour.

However, they were nowhere to be seen.

They could only return to the inn and wait for news from Li Mochou.

After waiting for about half an hour, Li Mochou brought back the news.

"Wang Meng, deputy general of Wuguan, forty years old, was originally a general who surrendered to the Jin Dynasty. He later joined the Mongols and was promoted because of his bravery in battle."

Li Mochou's tone was cold: "This man is fond of wine and women. Every afternoon he goes to the Drunken Immortal Pavilion to drink, and at night he goes to the Yihong Courtyard to patronize prostitutes. He is always accompanied by eight personal guards, all of whom are second-rate fighters."

She paused, then added, "I also learned that there is a Mongol troop of a thousand men stationed five miles outside the city, and the commander of that troop is Wang Meng's sworn brother. If something happens to Wang Meng, that Mongol army can reach Wuguan within half an hour."

Yang Guo pondered, "Wanyan Ping and Yelü Yan won't make a move in the city. There are too many guards in the city; they won't have the opportunity."

"Where will they wait?" Lu Wushuang asked.

"Outside the city." A cold glint flashed in Li Mochou's eyes. "Wang Meng travels between the military camp and the city every day, always passing through the official road west of the city. There's a grove of trees there, perfect for an ambush."

Hong Lingbo said worriedly, "But their injuries haven't healed yet. Even if we ambush them, it might not be successful..."

"So we need to find them as soon as possible." Yang Guo stood up. "Mochou, get ready. Once we make our move, we won't be able to stay in the city anymore. You need to find a place to stay in advance."

"Brother Yang, I want to go too!" Lu Wushuang said anxiously.

"No," Yang Guo shook his head. "Your cultivation is still too shallow; if you go, you'll only distract me. Listen to me."

Lu Wushuang bit her lip and gave up.

She just wanted to pester Yang Guo every day from now on so she could improve her strength!

Don't overthink it; she simply wants to improve her strength.

Not for the sake of comfort.

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