He turned his head to look, his expression becoming even more somber.
"Do you know him?"
Lu Yuan asked.
Si Snake didn't reply.
The man, panting heavily, approached Si Snake, first greeting the disciples of the Holy Temple with a smile, then took a token from his waist and said, "By order of King Ling, I'm here to escort Young Master Lan back to the palace."
"Young Master Lan?"
Tan'er widened her eyes.
With raised eyebrows, ng Lang said, "Oh, the young master."
The leader looked at Si Snake oddly, "Are you a mber of the Lan Family? Why didn't you ntion it earlier?"
His words did not carry much respect.
Nowadays, the ruler of the island is the Holy Hall Master, and the forr Lan Royal Family has long beco re mascots, holding titles but actually being imprisoned within the palace.
After Si Snake's parents passed away, his uncle ascended to the throne.
The visitor was a confidant of his uncle, nad Qin Ling.
Qin Ling said to Si Snake, "Young Master, please co back with us."
Si Snake pointed to ng Qianqian and the group: "They're coming with ."
Qin Ling was troubled, "This..."
The leading prison guard said impatiently, "You're already allowed to leave by the grace of the Holy Temple, don't push your luck!"
Fearing Si Snake's anger, Qin Ling hurried to stand in front of Si Snake and said to the guard, "The young man speaks true, I only intend to take our young master away, and the others have nothing to do with our Lan Family."
The guard said, "That's more like it! If you're really the Lan Family Young Master, then please leave!"
Si Snake: "I'm not leaving."
Qin Ling was stunned, "Young Master!"
The guard chuckled, "Have you Lan Family people made up your mind or not? Leaving or staying? If not, we will proceed with execution."
Surprised, ng Lang said, "No way, look closely, he's the Young Master of the Lan Family, and you intend to kill him just like that?"
The guard sneered disdainfully, "If the High Priest wants soone dead, even if King Ling himself were here, so what?"
ng Qianqian truly realized the overwhelming power held by the Holy Temple on the island.
No wonder Si Snake would rather leave the island, wander the world, than stay and beco a puppet.
With Si Snake's character, this might be worse than death for him.
But Si Snake now was no longer the solitary young master he once was.
The Holy Temple probably doesn't realize that their downfall is near.
"Young Master, co back to the palace with first, think of a way with King Ling, and then co to rescue your friends. It's not too late."
Qin Ling, knowing Si Snake's loyal nature, decided to persuade Si Snake to return first.
Si Snake didn't fall for it, "You go ahead, this matter has nothing to do with the Lan Family."
This was a decision to face the battle head-on.
Just as tensions were reaching a peak, a woman dressed in yellow stepped forward.
"A command from the Third Protector, I'm to take them to Bishui Pavilion."
The leading prison guard's attitude toward the woman was notably more respectful than with Qin Ling, smiling as he asked, "It's you, Sister Qing'er. You may not know, but the High Priest has ordered the execution of these uninvited guests who rashly intruded upon Lure Island..."
The woman retorted bluntly, "Are you deaf? The Third Protector instructed to escort them."
The guard's smile faded a little, "But this is the High Priest's order."
"The Hall Master is in seclusion; since when can the High Priest dispose of so many lives at will? I wasn't aware the Holy Temple changed its na to High Priest."
Upon hearing the familiar voice, ng Qianqian was taken aback, lifting her gaze to see who it was.
She saw an ethereal and otherworldly woman, who could only be Yun Xiyao, whom she had parted from long ago.
"Master Yun?"
Tan'er and Ban Xia said in unison.
ng Lang: "Hold on, you know each other?"
Tan'er replied, "Know each other? We're practically family! Master Yun, I missed you so much!"
She excitedly hugged Yun Xiyao.
A straight-faced Yun Xiyao pulled her away, "You're covered in sweat."
All the prison guards quickly paid their respects to the noise-absorbing board.
Yun Xiyao calmly said, "I'm taking them with . Let the High Priest co to Bishui Pavilion to ask for them in person."
With that, she turned and left.
"Aren't you coming with your master?"
The phrase 'your master' left ng Qianqian montarily stunned, before she gave a soft "oh."
Qin Ling let out a long sigh, watching Si Snake and ng Qianqian's group being taken away by Yun Xiyao, his expression complex.
Once inside Bishui Pavilion, Yun Xiyao imdiately ordered the kitchen to prepare hot water, sending everyone off to wash.
"I'm finished!"
Tan'er was the first to wash up, bouncing to find Yun Xiyao.
Yun Xiyao slled her head, gagged by the stench, "Qing'er, you wash her again."
"Yes."
Qing'er agreed.
"I washed! I washed—"
Tan'er was heartlessly dragged into the bath by Qing'er.
By the ti everyone finished washing, it was already evening, and Yun Xiyao had set a table full of dishes in the garden.
All of them catered to the tastes of ng Qianqian and Tan'er.
"Braised—Pork—"
Tan'er's eyes shone green with delight.
Heaven knows since arriving in West City, she hadn't tasted authentic braised pork.
After entering the desert, she was left with only dried, chewy at.
ng Qianqian raised a cup of tea as a substitute for wine, "Thank you, Master, for saving us. I toast you, Master."
"Hmm."
Yun Xiyao graciously took a sip.
The large stone in ng Qianqian's heart settled as she voiced her confusion, "I guessed Master had significant origins, far beyond ordinary, but I never imagined you were from Lure Island."
And a protector of the Holy Temple.
Wouldn't this make her and Si Snake mortal enemies?
She quietly glanced at Si Snake.
Si Snake ate his al with a calm expression, revealing nothing unusual.
Yun Xiyao said, "Don't look at him anymore. He owes nothing; in the future, he can do as he pleases."
Si Snake: "I will rember the life-saving grace."
Yun Xiyao: "I saved my disciple, it has nothing to do with you."
ng Qianqian looked between Yun Xiyao and Si Snake, feeling that more words would be useless at the mont, so she focused on eating.
Yun Xiyao glanced at the slightly bulging belly beneath her loose robes, glaring sharply at her and Lu Yuan, "How many months?"
ng Qianqian answered honestly, "Six months."
Yun Xiyao: "Reckless antics."
Nevertheless, when arranging rooms for ng Qianqian at night, she took care to place her next door.
Knock, knock, knock.
"Master, it's ."
In the middle of the night, ng Qianqian knocked on Yun Xiyao's door.
Yun Xiyao said, "Co in."
ng Qianqian pushed the door open with an embarrassed smile, "It's so late, and you're not asleep yet, Master?"
Yun Xiyao: "Wouldn't you wake up if I were asleep? You're bursting to speak, I saw it at dinner."
ng Qianqian smiled.
Yun Xiyao pointed to a chair beside her.
ng Qianqian obediently sat down.
Yun Xiyao looked at her with a complex expression, furrowed her brows, and sighed helplessly, "Look at you, any trace of being a mother?"
ng Qianqian blinked, "Isn't it because I'm in front of Master that I dare show my little side?"
Yun Xiyao glanced at her, "Did you coax Lu Yuan into running circles with just that mouth of yours?"
ng Qianqian didn't know how to respond for a mont.
"Enough, let's get to the main point."
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