If that had been all, it would have been manageable. But the Zheng Household still had forty-one formations of various sizes. However quickly she unraveled them, she could not avoid pausing altogether, and every pause left an opening. After breaking three formations in succession, Su Jiu had been struck by three hidden weapons. Fortunately, their poison did not affect her; otherwise, she would have been in dire straits.
Su Jiu had suffered no fatal wounds while forcing her way through the formations, but her injuries were far from light.
Even so, her varied, graceful footwork carried her safely to the Zheng Household's front gates.
The corners of her lips curled slightly, and her brows lifted, lending her a distinctly defiant air. Suddenly, she turned and cast an ambiguous smile toward the main residence before vanishing from everyone's sight.
The other two men had naturally witnessed everything Su Jiu did through the Water Mirror.
Zheng Li's face was dark. If most of the Zheng Household's people had not been outside the estate, would she have had the chance to act so brazenly?
He glanced at the utterly unruffled Meng En beside him, nearly failing to maintain his false smile. "If I remember correctly, Mr. Meng, your Cultivation Level has already reached the Nascent Soul Realm."
Meng En looked at him, his eyes still utterly calm, as though he were looking at an ant.
Yet that glance unsettled Zheng Li, and his words grew sharper despite himself. "Since you also came down from above, Mr. Meng, you should know how dangerous it is for us to leave those four alive. Why didn't you act just now?"
Meng En replied indifferently, "You got one thing wrong. With those four alive, only your Zheng Household is in danger."
Zheng Li's expression gradually chilled. Yes,