Otherworld Advance Team
Chapter 1601 - 1594: Seeking Help in the Deep of Night

Chapter 1601: Chapter 1594: Seeking Help in the Deep of Night

A group of people arrived at the Bicheng Mansion, and three days quickly passed. During these three days, the Advance Team had a comfortable time without anyone looking for them, which seemed to suggest that both Luzun Hong and Xihe had tacitly acknowledged the fact that the Advance Team had been taken away by the Huayu Ting.

According to the previous categorization, the Huayu Ting should also belong to the Wen Family, the same class of people as Luzun Hong and the others, so they were not particularly concerned about the Advance Team being in the hands of the Huayu Ting. Had the Advance Team been taken away by the Wuting Clan originally, these old folks would probably have been up in arms by now.

After returning to the mansion, Huayu Ting remained inside without leaving, busily handling the mansion’s affairs, the focus being on restructuring personal arrangements within the mansion, placing his confidants in every corner to firmly control the Bicheng Mansion.

His actions were not without reason, after all, with the old Patriarch’s death, he had become the new Patriarch of the Huayu Family, naturally with the right to do so. However, the criticisms surrounding him made his actions quite controversial.

During these three days in the mansion, not only did they encounter Huayu Ling, the young miss of the Huayu Family whom they had met before, but even some subordinates were secretly discussing rumors of Huayu Ting’s patricide. Moreover, they became increasingly suspicious of the guests living halfway up the hill, feeling that they had a complicated relationship with Huayu Ting.

That night, Cheng Ziang was preparing to rest when he suddenly heard a noise outside the window. Considering that the area around the saint’s dwelling was made a restricted zone by Huayu Ting, anyone who trespassed without notification would be executed on sight by the mansion guards.

Thinking of this, Cheng Ziang vigilantly drew his long knife and, with his other hand holding a pistol, carefully stepped out of the room and into the courtyard.

In the courtyard, not only he was there, but Feng also seemed to have sensed something and was standing in the courtyard with a knife, exchanging glances with him.

After all, as a Cultivator, if she couldn’t detect such a disturbance, she would truly have regressed. However, Cheng Ziang was grateful that Feng now knew to wait for orders rather than rashly charge forward.

Soon, they heard a thud from a corner of the courtyard wall. Cheng Ziang immediately aimed with his gun and shouted, "Who’s there, come out!"

Accompanied by his rebuke, two black figures wrapped in robes walked out of the corner shadows, with the leading girl saying irritably, "Keep it down, do you want to attract all the mansion guards here?"

"Huayu Ling?" Hearing the voice, Cheng Ziang was taken aback, and asked subconsciously.

Although he had only met her once, he couldn’t forget that voice, especially the innate pride and coldness that came with it.

Hearing Cheng Ziang’s voice, Huayu Ling slowly took off her hood, revealing her true face. The person following her also removed her hood, appearing to be a maid, her large eyes eagerly fixed on Cheng Ziang.

"So it’s the Young Master, isn’t it quite inappropriate to be climbing over the wall in the middle of the night?" After a pause, Cheng Ziang decided to bide his time and asked indifferently.

"Cut the nonsense," Huayu Ling said impatiently with a wave of her hand, "You are outsiders, not immediately bought by that guy, so I want you to do me a favor."

"What do you mean, Young Master?" asked Cheng Ziang.

"Tell me, how much money do you want?" Huayu Ling asked.

"Hold on, I haven’t agreed to anything yet, and besides, we don’t even know what you want to do," Cheng Ziang shrugged as he said.

"Don’t tell me you are not interested in money. Name your price, I’m sure I can afford it," Huayu Ling said earnestly.

"What is it that you want us to do, Young Master?" Cheng Ziang did not reply immediately but continued to seek further information.

"That guy, my father and brother were definitely killed by him. I want to find evidence to bring him down!" Huayu Ling took a deep breath and said vehemently.

"You want to doom your brother to death?" Cheng Ziang feigned surprise as he asked.

"He’s not my brother!" Huayu Ling suddenly became angry and her voice rose.

"Anyway, he must be up to no good. Name your price, help me check his background," Huayu Ling, realizing her voice was too loud, lowered it subconsciously as she continued.

"Why does everyone think there’s something wrong with Huayu Ting?" Cheng Ziang pretended not to understand as he asked.

"Father and brother died in unclear circumstances, and our good home all destroyed, all because of him. Ever since he became the Patriarch, everything has changed, and he still has the face to be Patriarch," Huayu Ling ranted resentfully.

"It might just be an accident," Cheng Ziang said.

"It’s definitely no accident," Huayu Ling said emotionally, "Uncle Yu knows the truth, but now he is nowhere to be found, surely murdered by him, that beast has no idea how much blood is on his hands."

"Uncle Yu..." Hearing this name, Cheng Ziang raised an eyebrow. He remembered the time when Huayu Ting and Huayu Ling met, Huayu Ling was asking about Uncle Yu’s whereabouts.

Where had Uncle Yu gone?

Cheng Ziang recalled the time when they traveled by carriage to Bicheng Mansion, Huayu Ting had Uncle Yu stay behind, could it be that Uncle Yu was already taken care of by Huayu Ting?

"Do you have any evidence, why would he want to kill Uncle Yu?" Thinking of this, Cheng Ziang urgently asked.

"Uncle Yu was Father’s trusted confidant, naturally loyal to him. If it wasn’t for him, who else would have known such disgrace came from the Huayu Family?" Huayu Ling said indignantly.

"I see, with this, all the clues align—Huayu Ting is killing to silence and conceal the truth!" Cheng Ziang couldn’t help but nod and said so.

Of course, he was muttering to himself in Tasta, which Huayu Ling definitely couldn’t understand.

"Hey, are you even listening to me?" Huayu Ling interrupted Cheng Ziang’s introspection discontentedly.

"Then, what would you like to do?" Thinking of this, Cheng Ziang couldn’t help but ask.

"I want you to find Uncle Yu," Huayu Ling said.

"Are you joking? Who knows where Uncle Yu is, how do we find him? Besides, we can’t even leave Bicheng Mansion now," Cheng Ziang spread his hands and shrugged as he spoke.

"But you are guests," Huayu Ling asked, frowning, perplexed.

"It’s good enough for you to know that we are guests," Cheng Ziang shook his head and said with a bitter smile.

"Then, investigate within the mansion," Huayu Ling paused to think, then looked up and said.

"You’re lowering your standards pretty fast..." Cheng Ziang couldn’t resist commenting.

"Don’t change the subject," Huayu Ling said with a frown, seriously, "do the people in that courtyard halfway up the hill have any connection to you?"

"I can’t tell you that," Cheng Ziang said with a twinkle in his eye.

Because of the mask, Huayu Ling didn’t see the change in his microexpressions.

"Just take me to the courtyard, I want to investigate thoroughly," Huayu Ling said.

"Stop joking. We’re not going to do that," Cheng Ziang refused without hesitation.

He knew very well what Huayu Ling wanted to do. After all, it was not only Fei Yu in the courtyard, but also three innocent children. If they were harmed because of his actions, Cheng Ziang was undoubtedly unable to accept that.

"Will you help or not?" Huayu Ling demanded.

"We are also guests of your brother, and we have benefitted from his kindness, are you not worried we might betray you to him?" Cheng Ziang diverted the topic and asked.

"I don’t care!" Unexpectedly, Huayu Ling was extremely resolute, grinding her teeth as she spoke, "As long as I can find out the truth about Father’s and Brother’s deaths, I have no regrets in death. If you want to betray us, you can do so right now, I won’t let you off even as a vengeful ghost."

"There are no ghosts in this world..." Cheng Ziang said with a wry smile.

"Enough nonsense, will you help or not?" Huayu Ling asked again.

"We regret to decline, we do not wish to be ungrateful," Cheng Ziang firmly refused.

"Hmpf, as I thought, you can’t be relied upon," Huayu Ling said angrily.

"Whether we can be relied on, don’t you have any idea? It’s weird in itself for you to come here and give orders without any reason," Cheng Ziang said asserting his integrity.

"I’ll investigate on my own, go ahead and betray us if you wish!" Huayu Ling turned around, ready to leave.

"Wait, wait a minute, Young Master," at this moment, the maidservant, who hadn’t spoken until now, stopped Huayu Ling. She looked at Cheng Ziang, then at Huayu Ling, and said with concern, "Young Master, please reconsider; do not act rashly."

It was only after the maidservant spoke that Cheng Ziang noticed her existence. Before that, she was as invisible as air, completely lacking any presence. Noticing her, Cheng Ziang didn’t know why, but he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity towards her.