Elder Lu felt as though he had become Young Master Mo's puppet on strings. Though he was clearly not under anyone's control, he had somehow found himself acting according to Young Master Mo's intentions.
He had originally come only to protect his own Young Master Chen.
Yet for some reason, he was suddenly about to destroy a Demon Den.
And it seemed he had no way to refuse.
Righteousness and evil had never stood together. With Young Master Chen watching from the side and Mo Hua having already planned everything thoroughly, Elder Lu could not think of any reason to refuse.
After some thought, seeing that the situation had been decided, he could only grit his teeth and say, "Eradicating demons and defending the Dao is the duty of our generation. Kill!"
Then, leading over a dozen Zhu Family guards, he held his breath, concealed his presence, and followed the route Mo Hua had drawn to circle into the courtyard, enter the farmhouse, and charge into the hidden passage.
Mo Hua, Zhu Muchen, and the bound youth remained outside together, keeping watch.
Zhu Muchen had wanted to go in as well, but Mo Hua did not allow it. After all, as his Senior Martial Brother, he still had to look after his junior martial brother.
Zhu Muchen did not enjoy slaughter to begin with. It would not do if he were injured in the chaos of battle.
As for the bound youth, Mo Hua was also afraid that, driven by his thirst for revenge, he might seek death with all his heart.
The three of them watched outside the house.
Before long, bloodthirsty killing intent drifted out from within, intermingled with the furious howls of a chilling wind and roiling black qi.
Golden Core spiritual power intertwined within the hidden