There was no doubt about it: the formation Annie, that Flame Immortal, had set up around her own charming little residence was incredibly sophisticated. (Of course, it might have been magic.) Otherwise, the woman surnamed Zhao and Xiao Cui'er would never have been able to wander around just a few hundred meters from the residence, knowing exactly where it was, yet unable to get inside.
But Mo Caihuan had also noticed that the formation had a few shortcomings. It could keep outsiders from seeing or touching the residence, and stop them from entering, but it had no other functions. It couldn't trap, confuse, or drive away intruders, making it easy to counter.
And here they were.
Nearly half an hour had passed. Mo Caihuan had reached the outermost edge of the formation and was waiting a few meters away, but the two unfamiliar women outside showed no sign of leaving. They were just standing guard there. Who knew what they intended to do?
She'd even heard the younger girl suggest throwing stones, ropes, or torches into their home.
Fortunately, the taller, older woman seemed sensible and had stopped the girl from acting recklessly several times. If they had really started throwing all sorts of things through the formation and into the house, Mo Caihuan—who was the only one home—would have had no idea what to do.
"..."
After a long while, Mo Caihuan glanced at the two annoying strangers a few steps away, then looked up at the sun. She grew more and more anxious.
It was already late. If she didn't go shopping soon, she wouldn't make it back in time to cook dinner. Then she might get spanked for missing mealtime. She absolutely couldn't accept such a humiliating thing!
"All right!"
Whoosh!
After a little while longer, Mo