After getting Uncle Yu's answer, I could finally stop worrying about this.
All we had to do now was wait quietly.
For those three days, we went nowhere and spent almost all our time in our own courtyard.
We had exhausted ourselves earlier, so we spent these days practicing breathing exercises and drawing talismans.
But I noticed that Lu Changfeng's son-
the brat whose throat I had grabbed before-kept showing up around our quarters.
Most likely, he had been sent to monitor our movements...
The Lu Family was also very quiet, and many of its members had gradually left.
Still, some powerful figures remained to guard the Lu Family's ancestral residence, along with younger members who were studying there.
As long as the Lu Family stood, it could continue to threaten the Great Vietnam Court's evil cultivators.
Those three days seemed peaceful on the surface, but undercurrents were stirring.
Uncle Yu had put on quite a convincing act these past few days, too.
Every day, he asked Lu Changfeng whether any intelligence had arrived from Yellow Springs Valley.
That way, he kept Lu Changfeng off guard.
Not only that, he had barely met with Lu Changyuan during this time, though they were actually in close contact.
Uncle Yu also gradually shared parts of the plan with Zhang Yuchen and me.
He said everything was ready.
The Dragon Group was in position, and Lu Changyuan had made all his arrangements.
The trap was set. We couldn't alert the enemy now; we just had to wait for the Great Vietnam Court's evil cultivators to walk into it, then catch them all in one sweep.
The antidote to the soft-bone flowing fragrance powder was ready, too.
The head steward would give it to us when we went to the Dining Room for dinner