Starting with the titmouse, seventy-two transformations

Chapter 298 Making Things Difficult, He Yue'e's Situation is Not Good
Under the night.

A girl of about fourteen or fifteen years old, dressed in a blue cloth robe, with delicate features and a touch of childishness, walked up cautiously.

He Yue'e!
Have they grown so big?
Wait a minute, that's not right. Three years have passed, this girl should be sixteen or seventeen by now, but she looks a year or two younger. She doesn't look much different from when we parted ways.

Only the corners of his eyes showed a hint of maturity.

"The intruder's identity is unknown, Holy Maiden, be careful!"

Just then, the old man in green robes stopped He Yue'e and said in a sinister voice:
"In the middle of the night, barging into the camp without prior notice doesn't seem like the behavior of a good person."

Has the Holy Maiden forgotten that the imperial court's forces are just outside the mountains, eyeing us covetously and eager to eliminate us?

If they were government officials, and in a critical moment they colluded with the Red Scale Guards, the lives of the hundreds of thousands of brothers and sisters in the stronghold would be in grave danger!

"Yes, Yue'e, you are now the leader of our hundreds of thousands of people. You have a great responsibility and cannot let your emotions get the better of you."

At this moment, a young man in blue pushed through the crowd and walked over with a smile.

He was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, with outstanding looks, except that his chin was slightly long. His blue clothes shimmered with a faint light, and the jade fan in his hand shimmered with spiritual light, clearly indicating that it was no ordinary object.

He stood out from the group of White Lotus followers around him, dressed in hempen clothes and straw sandals, their hands and feet rough.

Is this person also a member of the White Lotus Sect?

interesting!
Liu Sheng narrowed his eyes slightly, said nothing, and continued to pet Xiao Biao while looking at He Yue'e.

Fortunately, the girl did not disappoint him and replied without hesitation:

"I believe in Brother Liu and Sister Du!"

However, although she spoke with absolute certainty, she clearly failed to convince the public.

Two more people stepped forward and voiced their opposition.

"We should trust the Holy Maiden, but we can't know what people are really thinking. The lives of hundreds of thousands of people are at stake, and we can't afford any accidents. We beg the Holy Maiden to prioritize the greater good."

"How about we let these two friends of the Holy Maiden stay in the back mountain for a few days, and then invite them into the village after we have verified the situation? At that time, I, Han Santong, am willing to serve them tea and wine to apologize to them!"

Both men were around forty years old and had a commanding presence. The one who spoke first was tall and thin with long arms and legs and a black mole on the corner of his mouth.

The man who spoke next called himself "Han Santong." He was short and stocky, carrying a large sword that was taller than himself on his shoulder.

"Both of them are at the Dao Realm, and their attire is similar to that of the deceased Chief Zheng. Are they both Chiefs of the White Lotus Sect?"

Liu Sheng glanced at them, then looked at the young man in blue and the old man in green.

One entered the Dao, the other the Yellow Court.

It seems that the interior of Crouching Tiger Ridge is indeed dotted with numerous peaks. Yue'e's status is not as high as the outside world perceives.

even……

The situation is dire!

Otherwise, he wouldn't have faced public questioning and opposition as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Ah Sheng?"

"Brother Sheng!"

Just then, another group arrived at the summit.

The man in the lead was tall and rugged-looking, dressed as a hunter; it was none other than Zhao Lei!
When I transmigrated and awakened my cheat ability, I was so grateful for the string of tits he gave me!

Now, he walks with a brisk pace, his blood and qi are surging, and he has actually reached the cultivation level of the internal organs!

When they parted last time, he had just begun to sense his vital energy.

Following behind him was Lao He, with white hair and black clothes, who looked to be in his early fifties and appeared to be ten years younger than before!

The internal and external forces work in harmony as one walks, and true strength has been condensed.

True Form Realm!
Is this... a stroke of good fortune?
"Good! Good! Good!"

Liu Sheng was delighted to see his old friend's great progress, but when he glanced at the people following behind them, he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

Compared to the old man in green robes, the young man in blue, and the people brought by Han Santong, the troops led by Lao He and Zhao Lei were a level below in both cultivation and equipment.

“What’s there to say? Ah Sheng is my sworn brother, and also the Holy Maiden Yue’e’s…” “Sworn brother!”

Old He picked up the conversation, gave Liu Sheng an apologetic look, glanced around, and understood the gist of it.

"Senior Qiao, Young Master Ling, Master Sun, Master Han!"

He bowed slightly to the old man in green robes, the young man in blue, and the two middle-aged men, one tall and one short, and said calmly:
"When the four of you invited your friends and companions to come up the mountain and join us, was there any precedent of first settling them on the back mountain and then inviting them into the village after everyone had verified the situation?"

"This……"

The four of them were speechless for a moment.

"Since there is no precedent, why is it that when it is my Yue'e's sworn brother's turn to enter the village, he is being obstructed and deliberately made difficult?"

Old He's tone turned cold, and his imposing manner intensified:

"If you dare to underestimate my Yue'e because she is young, then you might as well give up the title of 'Green Snake Saintess'. Next time the imperial court sends troops to attack, you can deal with it yourselves!"

Upon hearing this, the expressions of everyone present changed drastically.

The four leaders, in particular, were well aware of the importance of the "Green Snake Saintess" to this group.

Their ability to predict the enemy's moves on the battlefield was something that none of them could ever replicate.

In the past year or so, nearly two years, the group has grown from a few hundred refugees to its current size.

In the repeated battles against the Suspended Mirror Division, the Demon Suppression Division, and the nearby government troops, the "Green Snake Saintess" was the one who won the most credit.

Unfortunately, she didn't have many capable people around her, otherwise they wouldn't have had the right to speak.
That is precisely why we must not allow her to have any "useful people" around her.

The four men exchanged a knowing glance, and the short, stocky Han Santong understood immediately, laughing heartily to smooth things over.
"No, no... Lao He, you're just too impatient!"

We are all brothers and sisters who have prayed to the Bodhisattva, and we are a loving family!

It's just a few disagreements, why did it have to come to the point of breaking up?

As he spoke, he cupped his hands in a respectful gesture towards Liu Sheng, and chuckled as he added an apology:
"Brother Sheng, they say you can't be friends without fighting. Since you are the Holy Maiden's sworn brother, then you are our own brother. We're family, so don't take this little thing to heart."

It's too late tonight. Tomorrow, we brothers will slaughter a sheep and a cow to welcome you back, wash away the dust of your journey, and offer you a toast as an apology. How about that?

Liu Sheng's gaze swept across the entire scene, taking in everything clearly.

Zhao Lei's cheeks twitched, and he was about to speak when Lao He stopped him, shaking his head to signal him not to speak.

He Yue'e twisted her fingers, bit her lower lip, and remained silent.

The three old men in green robes remained silent, only staring coldly at Liu Sheng, their malice undisguised.

The White Lotus Cult members around them had various expressions: some were indifferent, some mocking, some grinning, and some worried...

All of these are numerous and varied.

It really is……

interesting!

Seeing that Liu Sheng didn't respond, Han Santong's face stiffened, then he straightened up, sticking out his belly, and gave a forced smile:

"What, Brother Sheng, you won't even give me this much face?"

"Your face isn't that big either."

Liu Sheng withdrew his gaze, glanced at Han Santong, and looked at the old man in green robes behind him.

Of everyone present, this old man, Deng, was the most malicious.

That being the case...

"But you are right about one thing: you can't know someone until you fight them. So naturally you have to fight them to be considered acquainted."

Liu Sheng chuckled lightly, his fist flying out like lightning, grazing Han Santong's cheek before striking the old man surnamed Qiao.

So what if he's from Huangtingjing? It's not like he hasn't done it before!
"boom!"

(End of this chapter)