Lost Calculation

Outside Wushui Village.

"He's not here."

"Did he run?"

"It's normal for him to run. I figure this kid plans to play guerrilla warfare with us!"

"So what do we do next? We can't keep guarding against his sneak attacks, can we?"

"Bullshit. We have to take the initiative and attack. Got it?"

The voices were clamorous.

Ruan Xiu furrowed her brows, unable to make sense of her opponent's intentions.

Several people came running out of the village.

Pointing toward the ancestral hall, they shouted between gasps, "He—he's in the ancestral hall!"

"He's after Old Man Chang."

Ruan Xiu's beautiful eyes widened, but she quickly composed herself and ordered, "Go back. Surround the ancestral hall."

A moment later.

When Ruan Xiu returned to the ancestral hall, she saw that all the wounded inside who could still move had fled on their own.

Old Man Chang's screams rang out continuously from within the ancestral hall, but they had grown feeble, sounding as if he might stop breathing at any moment.

Ruan Xiu and the others exchanged glances. From the sound alone, they could tell that Old Man Chang had been brutally tortured.

But they couldn't understand it. Had Luo Yan deliberately turned back just to torture Old Man Chang?

Ruan Xiu gestured for everyone to complete the encirclement. Then Lin Fei, the dwarf brothers, and several other stronger fighters formed a team and entered the ancestral hall to investigate.

They had just entered the ancestral hall.

When Old Man Chang came flying out of a room.

The old man crashed to the ground in a truly wretched state.

One of his arms and both legs had already been twisted out of shape, completely mangled.

It looked as though someone had crushed his bones alive.

Even though these people were used to