Why did you provoke me?

Teacher Feng and Cousin Han did not enter the dense forest; the dense forest now belongs to Yu Meng and her friends.

The four of them returned to the luxurious tent.

This time, Cousin Han didn't waste any words. She directly shared her cultivation insights.

"My cultivation system is the same as my cousin's. But there is one difference between us."

Yu Meng became interested. "So, which area did you study?"

"Retrieving aliens is the most basic thing. I prefer to cut them up in my brain and then pull them out," Han's cousin said with a twisted smile on her face.

Niannian shivered. "You, you shouldn't smile like that, with that innocent, naive face."

"How was it? Were you scared?" she laughed triumphantly. "This is my true self. Yesterday, I wore a thick mask, the standard expression that women from noble families should have."

Yu Meng stared blankly at Teacher Feng.

Teacher Feng nodded helplessly. "This is indeed her true nature."

Cousin Han waved her hand and leaned forward, "Let me tell you another secret: ever since I became a Bone Painter, I've never failed to capture an alien."

"Wow? That's amazing!" Niannian exclaimed in surprise.

Cousin Han brushed a strand of hair behind her ear and said, "It's nothing. This is my ability to maintain my top position in the family."

This time, however, Niannian didn't go along with her. "So, haven't you not made a move in a long time? Are you still holding onto your position as the top leader?"

Cousin Han's expression and movements froze on the spot.

"No..." she looked at Yu Meng, "Is this how normal conversation is?"

Yu Meng nodded, "My little sister is still young, that's how she talks."

Teacher Feng nodded in agreement. "Her brain works differently from ours. I was talking about my advancement to a spirit-possessing master, but she asked me what happened to those aliens afterward."

Niannian blinked. "Are a lot of people unhappy with you?"

Han's cousin regained her composure. "You should ask me how the alien was severed from my mind?"

"Even if you tell me, I might not be able to use it. Why should I ask?" Niannian asked innocently.

"Huh?" Cousin Han was about to lose her composure again.

Yu Meng interrupted their conversation with a smile, "I actually have a question to ask you."

"Tell me. I'll tell you everything I know."

"So, the lines are divided into the finest threads, how do you weave them into a sheet?"

Teacher Feng and Cousin Han exchanged a glance. "It's very simple."

Yu Meng was stunned. It was simple. How could she not know?

So Teacher Feng demonstrated on the spot what it means to be very simple.

The lines are held on four fingers, and the remaining lines weave up and down in turn. In just a moment, a thin piece of cloth is formed.

Yu Meng stared in disbelief. "You guys just made that up?"

"Yes, otherwise how would we write it?" Teacher Feng touched her work with her hand. "It seems a bit faster than last time."

Yu Meng was completely convinced. Anyone could make this up; it's just a simple flat stitch.

The group then started talking about other things, mostly Han's cousin recounting her experiences.

Yu Meng and Niannian listened with great interest. Niannian stopped causing trouble and instead cooperated with her cousin Han, creating a lively atmosphere.

Finally, Han's cousin pointed at Niannian and said, "It's not that you can't speak properly, it's that you're just trying to make me unhappy."

Niannian chuckled, "If you had been like this from the beginning, I wouldn't have done that."

"Look, she's here again."

Han's cousin was a few years younger than Teacher Feng, but at this moment she acted like a child, complaining to the other two.

In the afternoon, the group sat down and finally discussed how to save the others.

Yu Meng didn't have any special requests. "Niannian and I will just focus on rescuing people. As for the reward, our family will come and discuss it with them. As for who to rescue, just give us a list. As long as they're not my enemies, there won't be any problem."

Niannian tapped on the table, "Only my sister can fix this kind of line problem, and the reward is very high. Moreover, we need the best quality; don't bring out any junk to embarrass us."

Cousin Han nodded, "Don't worry, I'll check them out for you and make sure they're all good stuff."

Jingchuan Hall.

Secretary Wu stared at the message Jing San sent, frozen in place for several seconds. She looked at it again and again, finally confirming that the message was true.

He didn't know what Teacher Yu had done again, nor how he had managed to regain control of the fourth battlefield.

He's really worried right now, he has no one to rely on! Jing Er and the others are undoubtedly strong in combat, but when it comes to management, they're simply not cut out for it.

Then, Yu Meng's message arrived. "Find someone who understands the rules of aristocratic families to discuss compensation. They need to be knowledgeable and willing to offer good things."

Secretary Wu paced back and forth in the room, wondering where he could find such a person.

Having no other choice, he went to find Nangong Tianshou.

Looking at these two messages, Nangong Tianshou took a long time to process them. "You mean, the Fourth Battlefield is now ours?"

Secretary Wu nodded. "That's what Jing San said."

"And what about Yu Meng's news?" Nangong Tianshou felt a pain in his chest. This person was treating him like an outsider, not telling him anything.

Secretary Wu ignored his expression and said, "Teacher Yu saved someone, so let us go and discuss our compensation."

"Can't she talk about it herself?"

She said she knew too few good things, and was afraid she would miss out.

Nangong Tianshou's mouth twitched; his tone was particularly arrogant.

"Anything you like?"

"It seems that Teacher Yu is right. But if you ask for too much, the other party can bargain, just don't ask for too little."

Nangong Tianshou tapped his leg with his finger. After a long while, he finally spoke.

"I actually know someone like that. His family fell into poverty a long time ago, and he squandered it all. But he himself is definitely a genius."

Secretary Wu frowned. "You dare to hire someone like that?"

"He spent ten years elevating his family to the status of a super-powerful clan, and then three years bankrupting it. He raised his entire family into wealthy but dissolute individuals, each one arrogant and extravagant, and then ultimately brought them down to earth."

Secretary Wu was terrified and broke out in a cold sweat. "What kind of hatred or resentment could make him so ruthless?"

"This is not something we should be considering," Nangong Tianshou frowned, "I just don't know if he's willing."

"Is it hard to invite them?"

To be honest, he was a little hesitant to use such a person. What if he developed feelings for Jingchuan? Could he prevent it?

Nangong Tianshou nodded, "Even if I go myself, it might not work."

Secretary Wu paused for a moment, then asked, "Are there any other people? Isn't your nephew suitable?"

Nangong Tianshou shook his head, "He already has a lot of troubles of his own, and getting involved with Jingchuan is not good."

The two of them sat there, looking at each other, and sighed at the same time.

After a long while, Nangong Tianshou stood up. "I'm going to Kyoto to ask for help. This is related to how many good things we can get. It all depends on how much my old face is still worth."

"Okay, I'll arrange it right away. I'll have Jingwu come back and have him and Zhang Zhen lead a team to the fourth battlefield. You can meet up there then."

Secretary Wu went out to make arrangements; his steps were hurried, and his mind wasn't quite clear. He felt like it was all a dream.

How did they manage to turn the fourth battlefield into their own?