Seeing the Light of Day Again

Meng Qingshan had been lingering in this place for a long time. Today, he finally saw the light of day again, and his mood was incomparably pleasant.

Immediately, his face beamed with joy, and he strode forward.

After walking for nearly two hundred paces, winding through five bends along the way, the sound of rushing water gradually reached Meng Qingshan's ears.

Another two hundred paces, and the sound of water became even more deafening, as if nature's symphony was playing out here.

Meng Qingshan quickened his pace and finally reached the end of the stone steps, finding himself on the mountainside.

Looking out, the scene before him was breathtaking. The river water churned, and the waves surged with an awe-inspiring power. It turned out this was the halfway point of the Dragon Gate Waterfall.

Here, the mountains on both banks towered steeply, sheer cliffs rising thousands of feet, rugged and majestic. Without profound lightness skills, it would be difficult for anyone to set foot here easily.

Meng Qingshan currently did not know lightness skills. Facing such a situation, he could only take a deep breath and struggle to climb the cliff face.

Just as he was using both hands and feet to climb toward the summit, he faintly heard shouts and sounds of fighting coming from the cliff.

Meng Qingshan was startled and immediately crouched down, motionless, listening intently. He vaguely heard the voices of An Ning'er and the Guo brothers.

His heart couldn't help but race a little faster, and a scene flashed through his mind.

This was undoubtedly a coincidence, perhaps he had stumbled upon Wang Ruozhi's meticulously planned "hero saves the damsel" scenario.

Meng Qingshan secretly pondered. At this moment, Wang Ruozhi, the protagonist of this scene, had not yet appeared. Should he step out and "pluck the peach"?

To be honest, if he were to manage an Escort Agency in the future, Meng Qingshan, deep down, did not wish for King Yun Chu to suffer misfortune.

Currently, having just obtained the Ling Shu Atlas, it would still take time and tempering to reach its mastery. He was not yet strong enough to roam freely in Yunzhou.

Once Yunzhou was ravaged by war, not only would the Escort Agency's operations be unsustainable, but even leading a group of people to survive in this chaotic world would become extremely difficult.

Moreover, his cousin did not know martial arts and lacked self-protection abilities, and the Apprentices at the Escort Agency were just a group of children who hadn't grown up yet.

Therefore, for Meng Qingshan, the stability of Yunzhou was the situation he most wished to see.

Furthermore, on this basis, if he could win An Ning'er's favor, with the backing of the Seven Mysteries Sect and King Yun Chu in the future, conducting escort business in Yunzhou would surely be smooth sailing and yield twice the results with half the effort.

Of course, these were the benefits he could gain by successfully intervening in this situation.

The risks were not nonexistent. Firstly, his current condition was not good, and he might not be a match for those people.

Speaking of these days, since Meng Qingshan began cultivating the Innate Breathing Technique, his body had been refined as his various attributes increased significantly.

However, during this time in the stone chamber, he had only eaten four Red Scale Tails daily for sustenance. Life was not only hard but also truly unsatisfying.

Moreover, since the day before yesterday, he had already eaten all the Red Scale Tails in the cold pond, leaving only fry.

As of today, he had not eaten for a full two days. Coupled with climbing up from the steep cliff bottom just now, his physical strength was already greatly depleted.

At this moment, if not for the abundant true qi within his body, Meng Qingshan would not have considered taking action.

Secondly, if he intervened, he would definitely offend the petty-minded Wang Ruozhi.

Speaking of which, Wang Ruozhi was a person with a significant background. He was from the Murong Family, and the Murong Family were remnants of the former dynasty's foreign royalty. Their strength should not be underestimated. If not handled properly, it would definitely be a big trouble.

Meng Qingshan immediately fell into deep thought, caught in a dilemma.

Meng Qingshan heard correctly. The people fighting on the cliff were the red-clothed girl and the Guo brothers from that day.

At this moment, a group of masked men in black were attacking relentlessly. Although the Guo brothers were injured, none of the wounds were fatal.

Of the group, only the red-clothed girl and a skilled spearman could still stand.

This spearman, a middle-aged man, protected the red-clothed girl and the Guo brothers. Blood was seeping from the corners of his mouth, and he had sustained several serious injuries.

Yet, these masked men in black seemed to regenerate like spring grass after a strong breeze, inexhaustible, multiplying with each kill.

Finally, the middle-aged man could no longer hold on. Leaning on a long spear, he knelt on the ground and said with some despair, "Miss, I am sorry. Today, I am afraid I cannot protect you!"

Upon hearing this, a hint of determination flashed in the red-clothed girl's eyes. She gently shook her head. Though her voice was soft, it conveyed an undeniable resolve: "Uncle Chen, if it weren't for you, I would have been captured by these villains long ago. You are already seriously injured, let me protect you."

After speaking, the red-clothed girl moved and stood in front of the man referred to as 'Uncle Chen'.

"And us!" Seeing this, the Guo brothers also struggled to their feet.

Facing dozens of black-clothed men surging towards them, the Guo brothers couldn't help but swallow nervously, their hearts filled with despair.

These black-clothed men rushed forward like a tide. The Guo brothers swung their swords to resist, but both were already injured, their arms now weak.

After Guo Xi'wu struggled to block an attack from a black-clothed man with his sword, he suddenly heard a tragic scream.