Ren Yingying's Plans, Zuo Lengchan's Fury

Luo yang, Green Bamboo Lane.

This place was the residence of Ren Yingying, the Holy Maiden of the Sun Moon Holy Cult.

At this moment, a middle-aged man hurried over, crashing into the bamboo forest.

"Uncle Xiang, why are you here?" Ren Yingying asked, her face full of surprise.

From Ren Yingying's address, it was clear that this middle-aged man was Xiang Wentian, the former Left Emissary of Light of the Sun Moon Holy Cult, known as the Heavenly King.

Xiang Wentian looked at Ren Yingying with excitement.

"Yingying, I've found out that the Cult Master is imprisoned by that dog thief Dongfang Bubai at West Lake Plum Manor."

"Now, all we need is to find a few experts to go to Plum Manor with me, and we can definitely rescue the Cult Master."

"As long as we can rescue the Cult Master, we can regroup and take back the Holy Cult..."

Hearing this, Ren Yingying's face lit up with joy, but it quickly turned to worry.

"Dongfang Bubai must have set up heavy defenses at Plum Manor. If we don't bring enough people, it will be difficult to succeed in rescuing Father..."

"But all the forces under me are under Dongfang Bubai's surveillance. If I move rashly, she will definitely notice..."

Xiang Wentian, however, said, "You don't need to worry about this. I have already chosen a suitable helper."

"A couple of days ago, at the Golden Basin Hand-Washing Ceremony of Liu Zhengfeng of Mount Hengyang, a Nameless Swordsman appeared."

"This person is highly skilled in martial arts. He alone, with his sword, slew Ding Mian, Lu Bai, and Fei Bin, the three Great Protectors of the Mount Song Sect."

"With his help, we can definitely eliminate the guards at Plum Manor and rescue the Cult Master."

However, Ren Yingying's brows remained tightly furrowed.

"But we are not related to this person. Why would he help us?"

Xiang Wentian chuckled and replied, "You don't need to worry about this either. I heard that the swordsman was paid 200,000 taels of silver by Liu Zhengfeng to help him slay the three from Mount Song."

"If Liu Zhengfeng can spend money to hire him, so can we."

Upon hearing this, Ren Yingying fell into thought.

Although she still had many doubts about this matter.

For example, why would a person with such high martial arts skills, capable of killing the protectors of Mount Song, be bought off with money?

However, compared to the urgency of rescuing her own father, these questions could be temporarily ignored.

With this thought, Ren Yingying said no more and immediately got up.

"Uncle Xiang, there's no time to delay. Let's set off for Hengyang now to find that swordsman."

At the same time, on Mount Song.

The Vice Sect Leader Tang Ying'e received another secret letter from Lao Denuo.

"It's from Lao Denuo again," Tang Ying'e said, his face showing impatience as he opened the letter.

The previous incredibly absurd letter had already made him have some reservations about Lao Denuo, and now receiving another one, he instinctively felt a sense of displeasure.

However, as soon as he opened the letter and read its contents, his expression changed instantly.

"This... how is this possible? Senior Brother Ding and the others were killed..." Tang Ying'e's face was filled with shock.

He suppressed the shock in his heart and continued to read.

When he saw that it was the black-clothed swordsman mentioned by Lao Denuo who had killed Ding Mian and the other two, his heart was immediately engulfed by intense fear and shock.

"It's that black-clothed swordsman Lao Denuo mentioned last time..."

"Fake, this must be fake..."

Tang Ying'e's face turned pale with shock, unwilling to believe that the contents of the letter were true.

Because, if this matter were true, then he would be in big trouble.

Long before the Golden Basin Hand-Washing Ceremony, Lao Denuo had sent a secret letter.

He mentioned a black-clothed swordsman hired by Lin Zhennan for 10,000 taels of silver to kill Yu Canghai.

Lao Denuo had warned in the letter to pay close attention to that black-clothed swordsman.

However, such a thing sounded too absurd, not like the truth.

Therefore, Tang Ying'e had not believed it at the time and had not even reported it to Zuo Lengchan.

Now, that black-clothed swordsman was hired by Liu Zhengfeng and had acted again, killing Ding Mian and the other two.

This made Tang Ying'e extremely fearful.

He could imagine that once Zuo Lengchan knew the whole story of this matter, he would severely punish him, and even, in his rage, he might kill him.

Having been the Vice Sect Leader of Mount Song for so many years, Tang Ying'e had long understood one principle.

That is, as a subordinate, diligent reporting is one of the essential skills to master.

When you encounter a situation, you must report it to your superiors promptly.

As for whether your superior believes you, whether they take it seriously, or whether they can resolve it, that's no longer your concern.

In fact, Tang Ying'e understood that even if he had handed that secret letter to Zuo Lengchan back then.

Zuo Lengchan wouldn't necessarily have believed him, and the outcome of the incident wouldn't necessarily have changed.

But, he just didn't report it.

Now that this incident has occurred, all the responsibility will fall on him.

Thinking of this, Tang Ying'e was already drenched in sweat.

He forced a smile and muttered to himself, "There's still a chance, still a chance, maybe this is fake..."

However, just as he was halfway through speaking, a Mount Song disciple rushed over in a panic.

"Vice Sect Leader, something bad has happened, something bad has happened..."

Hearing the words "something bad has happened," Tang Ying'e's heart leaped.

He grabbed the Mount Song disciple by the collar and demanded, "What bad thing has happened, speak quickly..."

"Uncle Ding Mian and the others were killed. It was a black-clothed swordsman..."

"Boom!"

In an instant, Tang Ying'e felt as if a thunderclap had exploded in his mind.

"It's true, it's all true... I'm finished, Senior Brother Sect Leader will definitely not let me go..."

He listlessly released the Mount Song disciple, his body swaying, stumbling, and nearly falling to the ground.

Seeing this, the reporting Mount Song disciple was also shocked and muttered to himself.

"I've always heard that the Uncles have deep bonds. Seeing it today, it's true."

"Look at Vice Sect Leader's grief-stricken expression. He must be mourning for Uncle Ding and the others..."

At this moment, Tang Ying'e finally came back to his senses.

"The incident has already happened. Thinking too much now is useless. It's best to report it to Senior Brother Sect Leader quickly."

With this thought, Tang Ying'e could no longer care about anything else and hurried off to find Zuo Lengchan.

"Senior Brother, something bad has happened, something bad has happened..." Tang Ying'e shouted as he sped along.

In the room, Zuo Lengchan was practicing his internal energy.

Hearing Tang Ying'e's loud shouts, his brow furrowed.

He got up, pushed open the door, and reprimanded Tang Ying'e.

"Junior Brother, you are the Vice Sect Leader of Mount Song. You should have the composure to remain calm even if Mount Tai collapses before you. How can you be so flustered and lose your composure..."

However, Tang Ying'e didn't have the leisure to listen to Zuo Lengchan's lecture at this moment.

"Senior Brother, it's bad, Senior Brother Ding Mian and the others were killed..."

As soon as he said this, Zuo Lengchan, who was about to continue his lecture, froze on the spot.

The next second, his expression changed drastically, and he lunged in front of Tang Ying'e.

With less than two inches between them, Zuo Lengchan's face turned cold, and he asked in a deep voice, "What did you say? Junior Brother Ding and the others are all dead?"