After Jiang Yuechu heard him out, her expression remained unchanged.
She merely replied in a calm, even tone.
"We'll talk about this after the Lu Family's affairs are settled."
"Hm?"
Niu Ben froze.
Though the young woman hadn't said it outright, how could he fail to understand what she meant?
At the thought, joy surged across his face. "Thank you, thank you... From now on, this old ox's life is yours! Point me at whoever you want, and I'll fight them without a word of complaint!"
Jiang Yuechu paid no attention to the profuse thanks behind her.
Only the faintest hint of a smile tugged at the corner of her mouth.
Spirit Mountain, huh...
She would go there sooner or later.
As for rescuing that Demon Emperor of the Great Marsh...
It was only a matter of lending a hand along the way.
Besides—
The young woman narrowed her eyes slightly, weighing things in her mind.
The Great Tang was now besieged on all sides and couldn't even find a decent ally.
Since the Ten Thousand Demon Marsh had fallen out with Spirit Mountain, and even its own Demon Emperor had been taken captive...
There might be room to make something of this.
The enemy of one's enemy wasn't necessarily a friend.
But at the very least—
They could sit down and have a proper talk.
The clamor of the outer market faded into the distance.
Farther in stood a vermilion-red gate.
Eight guards dressed in blue-green robes stood in two lines on either side.
They were only guards, yet even the weakest among them had reached the Mountain-Viewing Realm.
The Lu Family truly had some deep foundations.
The three had barely approached the steps when—
Clang!
Eight blades slid from their sheaths in perfect unison.
The long knives