Next door!
A scream pierced the long night, heart-rending.
It was as if someone had seen an unspeakably evil deity, releasing a high-pitched, piercing sound from the very depths of their throat with all their might.
The white-haired woman was the first to look toward next door in alarm, her pretty brows knitted in a slight frown as she hurriedly drew a crystal ice sword to defend herself.
Such an abnormal situation was definitely an evil cultivator stealthily devouring people, right there in the neighboring courtyard separated by only a single wall.
"I've finally caught him. Stay right here and don't go out."
She gave a hurried instruction, tiptoed, leaped lightly over the surrounding wall, and disappeared into the courtyard.
Mortals could not participate in the battles of cultivators; they would be harvested in an instant, often turning good intentions into bad outcomes and throwing away their lives in vain after trying to act tough, gaining nothing from the loss.
Not only could they not help her, but they would instead provide blood Qi to the evil cultivator, putting her at an even greater disadvantage, which was why the woman had warned him early on.
However, Zhang Huan had no such intention either; being impulsive or anything of the sort had nothing to do with him.
With the night dark and the wind high, nowhere outside was safe; staying inside the house was the most prudent decision.
Zhang Huan would be more than happy to see her go and single-handedly fight the evil cultivator. If she could behead the evil cultivator, that would be the best outcome, and Zhang Huan would naturally be safe as well.
At the very worst, dragging things out until dawn, Zhang Huan could take advantage of the daylight to earn some silver and leave the