Before long, the door was opened from outside.
The waiter cried out, "Ah~ are all the young masters and young ladies drunk?"
All four were fast asleep, and no one answered him.
So he said, "I'll find a few people to help them upstairs to the private rooms to rest. Once they sober up, we'll let them leave."
Several people quickly entered.
Meng Anli sensed that the hand supporting her was lean and strong, not the sort of hand one would expect from someone who regularly did rough work in the restaurant.
Who wanted to harm them?
The Meng family was still in hiding, so they likely would not dare offend three Lineages at once.
Then was it the Crown Prince?
As she pondered, the group carried her out of the private room and up to the top of the Drunken Immortal Restaurant.
"All four are here."
"The money will be delivered afterward."
With those two sentences, Meng Anli felt herself being supported by two other people as they sped through the air.
Before long, a cold shout came from ahead. "Stop!"
Meng Anli recognized the voice. It was Yao'er.
The person holding her cursed, "If you don't want to die, get lost!"
"Where did you thieves come from? How dare you abduct my fellow disciples?" His voice was domineering. "Put them down, and I'll spare your lives!"
"Heh!" The man in black sneered. "A mere Nascent Soul Realm cultivator dares to spout such shameless boasts."
"Attack!"
The man in black to Anli's left flew away.
Meng Anli took the chance to crack her eyes open. They wore only black clothing, without any extra adornments. She could not tell which force they belonged to.
Her gaze shifted toward the three dark figures standing nearby. They should have been holding Mo