Chapter 214 Don't be afraid, young miss!

    Although it was just a few words, I already understood the severity of the matter.

    Previously, due to Xiao Si, Huayan did not worry about Huai family or Zhou family.

    But now, the Duxiao has expired, letting Huayan judge that her grandfather is back, even though staying at Xiao Si's house, she feels insecure...

    Huayan's grandfather, and another influential figure from the Zhou family, are that formidable?

    Just two families of side-line sorcerers, capable of threatening the gentlemen and Taoist masters of the upper nine levels?

    "I feel it's alright, after all, this is the residence of the gentleman, and there are Taoists here. Huayan family, if it has deep roots in the Grand Discourse of Daxiang, would not dare to directly offend Xiao Si." I said similar words again to comfort Huayan.

    Then, I asked her cautiously, "How is your injury?"

    Huayan only shook her head and told me that she had just been broken by the Dipsacus spell, but luckily it was only two broken Dipsacus, and she was okay.

    I only slightly relaxed, let her sleep and rest, now this situation, can only be to face it and wait until we leave Daxiang.

    Huayan nodded, saying no more.

    She picked up the two bamboo rats and lied down on the bed,

    She closed her eyes, but her eyelashes still trembled slightly.

    I really want to stand by the window and look outside, but doing so would definitely make Huayan even more restless.

    Therefore, I also spread out the blanket and lied down on the ground.

    Time passed extremely slowly.

    I could hear a faint creaking sound, stopping and starting.

    I don't know if there is a clock in Xiao Si's room.

    When I felt a bit drowsy and noticed something furry on my face,

    I sat up abruptly, startled.

    I opened my eyes and saw a fat black mouse lying by my side.

    But its skin and meat were not bright, full of pits and bumps. At first glance, the bamboo weaving traces could still be seen under its fur.

    Huayan?

    I slightly turned my head, and with a glance, I saw Huayan.

    She lay on her side, her hands resting on her cheeks, and she slept deeply.

    My pupils contracted, and my heartbeat surged abruptly.

    It's not Huayan...

    That means someone from Huayan family has found us following the scent?!

    I reacted quickly, reaching out with a swift motion to grab the Dipsacus rat!

    But it reacted even faster, like a wisp of dust, jumping out just as I caught it.

    The window was slightly ajar, and the shadow disappeared into the gap.

    Instinctively, I quickly stood up.

    Of course, my movements were very gentle, and I didn't wake up Huayan.

    I looked through the window, watching outside.

    This direction and angle just happened to be the front of Xiao Si's house.

    The blooming chrysanthemums in the courtyard, under the moonlight, looked even more bright yellow, as if they had been nurtured by the yin energy.

    But outside Xiao Si's house, there were at least more than ten people standing.

    In front, there were two people. One was at least seventy or eighty years old, dressed in a black robe, with cheeks that bore a striking resemblance to those of Huai Qiong, and about three or four parts similar to Huayan.

    Clearly, this is Huayan's grandfather!

    The other person was of similar age and also dressed in a luxurious scarlet robe.

    He was even harder to describe than the rat-faced man.

    With a pointed snout, a thin face, small eyes, and especially the two beards, it was even more like an animated mouse.

    The rat-faced man stood behind him, eyes full of gloom, and behind him were the several handlings from earlier in the day.

    Behind Huayan's grandfather stood Huai Qiong, along with several other members of the Huai family.

    I had no idea they would come so quickly!

    Nor did I expect…they would stand so directly in front of Xiao Si's house...

    At this moment, the old man, who was Huayan's grandfather, looked up.

    The person from the Zhou family beside him also looked up.

    The two of them and I, our gazes suddenly met.

    Huayan's grandfather's eyes held contemplation, as well as coldness.

    The person from the Zhou family was carrying a sinister expression, as well as a killing intent.

    Their movements prompted the rest to also look up.

    Huai Qiong and the rat-faced man both saw me!

    The emotional control abilities of the two of them were clearly poor, and their faces had already shown anger.

    At this moment, Huayan's grandfather suddenly whispered something to Huai Qiong.

    Huai Qiong then stepped forward, as if to enter the courtyard.

    But at that moment, the wind bell ringing intensely started.

    It was clearly not windy at this time; not even the chrysanthemums in the courtyard were fluttering. Yet the wind bells were trembling violently as if they had been blown by a strong wind.

    Huai Qiong's face showed a surprised expression, stopping in his tracks, not daring to move.

    The next moment, the elderly, thin-faced person from the Zhou family spoke in a soft voice.

    "Old Master Zhou Ji comes to the noble gentleman's place to seek a marriage candidate, Huayan, who has been coerced here by villains. I beg for Mr. Shao's consent."

    The thin, cat-like voice, coming through the window, felt like scratching my heart like a cat's claws.

    Huayan woke up abruptly on the bed.

    Her eyes instantly filled with intense confusion.

    "Da Guanhou!"

    The panic was not only reflected in her appearance but also in her tone.

    I felt a slight thump in my chest, but I still signaled to Huayan to calm down, whispering, "It's okay, they're not brave enough to come in."

    Huayan quickly got out of bed and rushed over to me.

    When she looked down at the window.

    Everyone below had also seen her!

    Huayan's grandfather's face turned red like liver.

    The rat-faced man beside him was even worse, his face turning red and purple, almost even a bit green...

    The person from the Zhou family, Zhou Ji, suddenly let out a cold snort.

    "Why doesn't Mr. Shao heed what Mr. Zhou says?"

    "Is it that the gentleman is not at home, or does he want to shelter the evil doers?"

    Zhou Ji's words immediately turned the atmosphere into one of tension and confrontation!

    Of course, it was their side that was tense and confrontational.

    No words of Xiao Si were heard.

    Huai Qiong stood stiffly at the courtyard gate, and the wind bells continued to ding-dong. He still dared not move forward.

    "Apparently, the gentleman is not at home. If Luo Xian Shen does not send down Huayan, we will go up to catch her in a minute."

    "If any of Mr. Shao's facilities are damaged, we will pay ten times the cost."

    With that, Zhou Ji seemed calm and composed, even having a smug demeanor.

    He looked at me with a glance, and I could feel his arrogance through the window.

    I felt particularly unstable in my heart.

    By all accounts, Zhou Ji had just been rubbing salt in the wound.

    Why hasn't Xiao Si responded yet?

    As Huayan worried, even the gentleman is afraid of Zhou family, such a powerful family?

    "What should we do..."

    Huayan's face became increasingly pale.

    She clenched her lower lip tightly, quivering, "I will go down with them. You first leave. I will find a way to escape."

    As she spoke, Huayan was about to walk out of the room.

    I grabbed her wrist in an instant, stopping her from moving.

    At the same time, the old man crawled out of the urinal. He first glanced at what was happening below the window,

    Then he looked at Huayan, his expression one of immense concern.

    "Madam, don't be afraid, shout for old Guan if you need anything." He spoke with the same tone of concern.

    Huayan tightly closed her lips.

    This time, it wasn't like the last time. She didn't misunderstand the double meaning of Lao Gong's words.

    Lao Guan looked a bit disappointed and somewhat drooping.

    He looked again at the group below, and a smile involuntarily appeared on his face.

    That smile was too spine-chilling.

    "Stinking fish and rotten shrimp, all dare to shout in front of the gentleman's door. They don't even know how to be ghosts!"

    His dry voice carried a strong disdain. Lao Guan shot out with a bang, hitting the window and opening it.

    His head stood firmly there, and he forcefully huffed, spat out a mouthful of phlegm that arched in the air and landed neatly in front of Zhou Ji.