Nian Shutong watched a man in a panic, rushing from the main gate into the outer courtyard and screaming as he ran into the inner courtyard.
What could have gone wrong?
She was sowhat curious.
Nian Shutong, sweeping the floor, started moving her spot, her sweeping motions large and sweeping, stirring up a bit of dust.
"Cough cough—can you even sweep?" The middle-aged woman, who had brought them to the Chi Family, appeared in ti, strode forward, and snatched the broom from Nian Shutong’s hands.
Nian Shutong behaved as if she had made a mistake, bowing her head and bending her waist.
"You’re supposed to sweep the floor, really... Go fetch so water."
The middle-aged woman pointed in a direction, her face showing impatience, "If you can’t do it right, don’t bother coming next ti."
"I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’ll go fetch the water right now."
Nian Shutong kept apologizing and stepped back toward where the water was, but as she walked and turned a corner, she transford, straightening her waist and steadying her steps, moving quickly in a certain direction.
Nian Shutong felt that, since she had infiltrated deep into enemy territory, not discovering any secrets would be a disservice to herself.
She avoided people along the way, using sleight of hand for protection and quickly entered the inner courtyard.
Having observed for a while at a certain place, Nian Shutong finally located the Chi Family council hall, waiting outside for a chance to enter. It wasn’t feasible to lie on soone’s roof.
She didn’t dare use Divine Sense either, in case there was so venerable ancestor around—it wouldn’t be worth it to start a fight.
The strength of SSS allowed her to hide effortlessly, but she couldn’t stay outside forever, so a little tasteless and odorless poison drifted onto the guards standing at the council hall entrance.
The effect was swift; in less than a minute, one of the guards felt his stomach churning tumultuously, urgently needing to relieve himself.
"I...I can’t take it anymore."
Unable to endure it, the guard clenched his legs and shuffled off in a direction.
Nian Shutong seized the opportunity, followed the guard, and after he entered the restroom, a pill took care of him. Nian Shutong then disguised herself as the guard, swaggering back to continue standing watch.
The guard at the door gave her a glance and started to whisper sothing, but Nian Shutong, playing the part of the guard, rely made a quieting gesture, pointing towards the inside of the council hall.
The other guard understood, nodding and stopped talking.
At that mont, inside the council hall, the man who had been frantically outside was now kneeling on the ground beside another man whose expression looked rather unpleasant, probably the supervisor.
Sitting at the head was a man, portly and commanding without anger, likely the Chi Family Patriarch.
Nian Shutong’s first thought upon seeing the Chi Family Patriarch was: How on earth was Chi Huan born?
He looked nothing like him!
Could it be that Chi Huan wasn’t his son but simply one of the Chi Family?
Nian Shutong didn’t understand the connections here; she concentrated and listened intently to the conversation inside.
At this ti, the Chi Family Patriarch, with a grave expression, asked in a low tone, "Are you sure? It’s not because of insufficient ti?"
The man kneeling on the ground kept knocking his head in the direction of the Family Head.
"Family Head, it’s true that they can’t sprout. We’ve definitely waited long enough; we even gave it a few extra days."
"But the seeds for sprouting have started to rot; they simply can’t sprout anymore."
The man’s words enraged Chi Zhong, sparks flying in his eyes and a palm as large as a fan heavily slamming down on the armrest.
"Smack!"
"Well done, Little River Live, waiting here for us."
"They really can’t leave any seeds behind."
Hearing this, Nian Shutong roughly understood what had happened.
"Old Zhu."
"Present."
Standing nearby, supervisor Old Zhu imdiately responded; he had only just learned about the issue and hadn’t expected Little River Live to take such drastic asures.
"Proceed with our earlier plan."
"Yes."
Old Zhu bent over, a loud "yes" echoed, and then he kicked the person kneeling next to him, saying, "Let’s go."
Chi Zhong, seated above, had already closed his eyes—it was ti to make a final decision regarding Little River Live.
Previously, Chi Zhong had planned to plant new seeds before taking action against Little River Live, but now, he wished he could kill the staff of Little River Live imdiately.
Killing them wouldn’t soothe his deep-seated resentnt.
Supervisor Old Zhu led the man out through the doorway, and Nian Shutong really wanted to follow, but it was too conspicuous to leave at that mont.
As she hesitated, Chi Zhong, seated above, left first. The mont Chi Zhong disappeared, Nian Shutong ran.
"Hey, hey, where are you going?"
Another guard, looking in the direction Nian Shutong had run, muttered, "What’s gotten into her?"
Because Nian Shutong had again gone towards the restroom area, a cloud of dicinal powder awakened the previous guard, and she quietly slipped away.
When this guard groggily returned, he had no idea he had slept in the restroom, thinking he’d rely gone to use the bathroom.
Nian Shutong had woken him because she didn’t want to expose that outsiders had entered the Chi Family; she preferred to sneak in silently and leave just as quietly.
To go unnoticed was the best strategy.
Nian Shutong had disguised herself as a servant, head down, carrying a box, pretending to deliver sothing to soone, but actually, she was looking for Old Zhu.
She wanted to find out what their plan was.
Whatever the plan was, it surely targeted Little River Live.
She wasn’t just going to sit and wait.
As the saying goes, persistence pays off. After searching, she finally found supervisor Old Zhu.
At this mont, he had changed his deanor completely—submissive and respectful in front of Chi Zhong, but now he exuded an air of authority.
However, Nian Shutong found it difficult to approach; her servant disguise certainly didn’t allow her to eavesdrop, and she felt the need to change her identity.
But before she could find a suitable disguise, supervisor Old Zhu, along with several people, entered a room to comnce their activities.
Nian Shutong couldn’t bother with subtleties anymore, and employing sleight of hand, she disappeared and drifted towards the room where the eting was taking place.
When she reached a window, she noticed that the room had activated an interstellar protective net—essentially a protective shield.
If anyone touched it, an alarm would definitely sound.
"Daodao?"
"Present, master."
"Transform into a leaf and go inside while I divert their attention."
"Received."
Daodao erged from the Sea of Consciousness, transford into a leaf the size of a fingernail, and stopped at the doorway.
Nian Shutong, invisible in a corner, cast a spell, forming a small whirlwind that picked up a pebble from the ground and threw it against the protective net.
"Beep beep beep beep—"
The piercing alarm sounded, and the eting room was quickly opened. A breeze blew through, and a leaf, unnoticed, was blown inside.
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