After a light rain came a bright sunny day. It had not been long since nightfall, yet the sunlight was already brilliant, gilding every corner of Stone Family Fortress. The panic and chaos of last night, the shock and terror of moments ago, all seemed like a dream.
Amid his grief and vigilance, Ling Yue glanced at Meng Qi. "Good, good, good! Young Hero Su, this old beggar admires heroes like you most. Stone Family Fortress is also this old beggar's responsibility. I'd give my life to escort them to Huamei Villa!"
He looked around and gave his orders. "Nephew, niece, make a big commotion. Send brilliant lights into the sky so the martial artists in the surrounding area know something has happened to Stone Family Fortress. Spread the word, too, and draw powerful people here to investigate. That may make the Building of No Benevolence's assassins hesitate. They might even give up!"
His last words were meant to comfort Shi Xiaoxiu and Shi Xiaodang. If the assassins of the Building of No Benevolence gave up on a mission so easily, they would never have earned a reputation that could stop children from crying at night!
Even so, they would certainly have their misgivings. That might create an opening in the assassination attempt—and perhaps a chance for everyone to survive.
Meng Qi watched Ling Yue give his orders in silence, without interrupting. Even if this old veteran's nature made him less adept at discerning the situation and thinking things through, years of experience were no small thing.
A moment later, a thunderous boom rolled into the distance. Clouds and flames billowed upward, their light shooting into the sky and overpowering the sun.
Shi Xiaoxiu looked at the section of buildings that had collapsed. Turning back with a pained expression, she