Why did you provoke me?

In fact, Jing Er was also shocked. He had heard Teacher Qing say that the technique of peeling off the alien-shaped noodles was Yu Meng's original creation. But now, the mask-peeling master on the other side of the fake fairy was obviously not from their lineage. But they also knew how to do it, just with different techniques.

According to Nangong Tianshou, those people were from a reclusive family. It seems there are indeed many capable people in this world, you just don't know it.

But why is he staring at me like that? Does he have something on his mind?

More and more thoughts raced through his mind, but his hands didn't stop moving. Nangong Tianshou also noticed this situation, because the fake fairy hadn't hidden anything at all; her purpose was blatantly obvious, and the meaning was clear: This is who I am, what can you do about it?

Nangong Tianshou certainly couldn't stand by and watch him act arrogantly. He didn't argue, he didn't make a scene, and he didn't do anything foolish like asking someone for an explanation.

The second group of trainees gradually gathered at the front in a somewhat disorganized manner.

Nangong Tianshou instructed them to use Jing Er as the tip of a cone, and to advance rapidly in a fan shape.

In just two days, their adjacent border had been suppressed by Nangong Tianshou's people, and the suppression was growing stronger. By the time Jia Xian'er realized this, it was too late.

The area in front of him was already filled with flags planted by Nangong Tianshou. He was forced to move to one side, but as expected, Nangong Tianshou wouldn't give him that chance.

Nangong Tianshou emerged victorious in this battle. Fake Xian'er stared at the rapidly expanding territory, utterly bewildered. How could Nangong Tianshou possess so many powerful mask revealers? When and how did he train them?

After the battle, Nangong Tianshou not only regained the lost territory, but also suppressed the arrogance of the fake fairy.

Jing Er and the rest of the group were a bit incredulous. Was this how civilized the struggles between top-tier families were? What about the battles on their First Battlefield? They were nothing more than bandits fighting over a mountain stronghold—utter chaos!

Nangong Tianshou frowned slightly as he looked at Jing Er's puzzled expression. How could Yu Meng have fallen for someone like him?

Nangong Tianshou finally couldn't hold back and sent Yu Meng a message: "Your group did a great job on the mission, I'm very satisfied. To express my gratitude, I've decided to teach them a lesson. You don't mind, do you?"

"Is it free?" Yu Meng's voice came from the other end of the intercom.

Nangong Tianshou didn't say anything more and directly turned off the communication bell.

A month later, Jing Er will lead her people back to say goodbye to Nangong Tian Shou.

Nangong Tianshou paid them all the compensation they were owed and gave them extra local specialties. He also arranged for a car to take them back.

Jing Er was very happy. The family was satisfied with the mission, and they were also satisfied looking at the contents of their backpacks.

The accident happened on the very night they left.

That evening, when we checked into a roadside guesthouse, the owner, seeing that there were many people and the prices were high, was particularly pleased and added a few more dishes for them.

Soon after, another person brought them tea, saying it was to help them digest the grease.

No one suspected a conspiracy, and no one expected that someone would provoke them, given their large numbers.

When they woke up, everyone was tied up with ropes, and all their belongings had been taken away. They were thrown into an empty room, a small room with many people piled on top of each other.

Jing Er's heart sank. He opened his mouth, but no sound came out. Cold sweat broke out on his body instantly. His first thought was, who had captured them? Were they going to be sent to a laboratory to be used as host organisms?

The fear in his heart reached its peak, and his body trembled involuntarily. He completely forgot about saving himself. He also forgot about the lines in his mind that would prevent them from being parasitized again.

Nangong Tianshou stood on a small hill in the distance, observing through binoculars. The person should have woken up by now, so what was going on? There wasn't a sound at all. Had something happened?

While he was pondering, someone suddenly said, "Third Master, is something wrong?"

"What?"

"A small convoy is coming, and it seems their target is that small yard."

"Why would a convoy come at this time? Aren't there people stationed at the intersection?"

Nangong Tianshou hurriedly looked over and saw that the convoy was indeed heading towards the courtyard. Moreover, the logos on the vehicles were not concealed at all, and it turned out to be the fake Xian'er's family.

He touched his chin. This is interesting. He had only intended to put on a show, but unexpectedly, someone was cooperating. This is great.

It's not unreasonable for him to act as a hero who saves people, and it's also not unreasonable for him to act roughly and injure a few people who came to take his life.

Those around them, seeing their Third Master's smiling face, got goosebumps all over. They wondered who was going to be in trouble, that something serious must have happened to make the Third Master so happy.

house.

Jing Er was so engrossed in her fear that she didn't notice her surroundings.

But not everyone is like Jing Er. A few of the calmer ones are already trying to untie the ropes binding them. One clever one even released his own threads and untied the ropes.

With his hands freed, he quickly untied the ropes binding his companions as well.

Several people quietly crept towards the windows and doors, observing the situation outside.

One of them approached Jing Er and asked in a low voice, "Boss, what do we do?"

Jing Er looked at him, confused. "How can you talk?"

The man paused for a moment, then said, "Boss, you're confused. We're not talking right now." As he spoke, he untied the ropes binding him.

"Looks like a car is coming? Are you all able to move now?" Yu Er asked from the window.

"no problem."

"Um."

"..."

The sounds rose and fell in waves.

"Are all the brothers here? Do you need any more people?" Yu Er asked again.

"I am here."

"Me too"

"I,"

……

"No, this is too chaotic. Let's count off. I'll go first." Yu Er called out the first number, "21."

"22"

……

"249".

After waiting for a long time, the last person still didn't say a word.

Qing Er, who was squatting in front of Jing Er, tugged at Jing Er, "Boss, you haven't counted off yet."

Jing Er mechanically announced, "250."

Jing Er knew he couldn't keep his position as the senior disciple. Faced with this unexpected situation, he was completely unable to cope. Let alone save others, he was terrified himself and couldn't even take care of himself, let alone save others.

He felt no anger, only profound exhaustion. He had known this day would come.

He realized this when he worked with Nangong Tianshou; he couldn't keep up with Nangong Tianshou's thinking, didn't understand his methods, and was even less familiar with his strategies. Sometimes, even when Nangong Tianshou explained things to him, he still didn't quite understand.

But he was obedient; he never objected to anything Nangong Tianshou asked him to do, and he always tried his best to do it.

Yu Er heard the last person call out the number, and although he recognized Jing Er's voice, he ignored it.

"We don't know if this convoy is friend or foe. We'll tie the rope around ourselves and see what happens," Yu Er's voice rang out. Everyone did as he said, even Jing Er.

At this time, they desperately needed a pillar of support, and Yu Er's performance perfectly fulfilled that role.