Chen Tang followed Madam Lu back to Mist Rain Village.

"Why did you start fighting?"

Madam Lu asked.

Chen Tang said, "I also don't know why he suddenly attacked me. Fortunately, you came to my rescue, otherwise my life would be in jeopardy."

Madam Lu said lightly, "That old man didn't want to kill you. With his cultivation, if he really wanted to kill you, one move would have been enough."

Chen Tang pondered.

Madam Lu asked, "Where are you from, and who is your father? Don't tell me your name is Murong Haitang."

"My father is Chen Da'an, a hunter from Changze County in Pingzhou. My name is Chen Tang."

The origin of his name was not much of a secret, so telling Madam Lu didn't matter.

Madam Lu asked again, "Who is your master?"

Chen Tang replied, "I have no master."

This was indeed true.

The Mountain Guest, Feng Xu, had taught him many skills, but never accepted him as a disciple.

"Who taught you these skills?"

Madam Lu shifted her gaze, rephrased the question.

Chen Tang hesitated for a moment, then said, "Madam Lu, I don't want to lie to you, but this matter is inconvenient to discuss."

Madam Lu smiled slightly and did not pursue further, choosing to let it go.

Chen Tang returned to Mist Rain Village and went to find Yuwen Heigou and the others.

Madam Lu returned to her room and said to Lu Qianshan, "The old man at the gate talked a bit too much today, probably raising some suspicion among certain people."

"Oh?"

Lu Qianshan pondered for a moment and said, "In that case, we should move away from here as soon as possible."

If the old man's actions were exposed and attracted the court's attention, this village might not be spared.

If that time comes, with their family involved, it would be difficult to leave.

"Where should we move to? How about...returning to Forgotten Dust Valley for a while?"

Madam Lu tested Lu Qianshan's reaction with a look.

Lu Qianshan laughed and said, "Sure, it's a good time to take Qing'Er back to visit. After so many years, I suppose your master no longer blames us."

"Hmm."

Madam Lu also smiled and said, "I expect my master will like Qing'Er when she sees him."

"By the way."

Lu Qianshan asked, "Did you find anything about that boy called Murong Haitang? Could he be from Yuwen Mao's side?"

"No."

Madam Lu smiled and said, "His name is Chen Tang and he comes from Pingzhou. Initially, I suspected too, but during his fight with that old man, he inadvertently revealed a certain technique."

"Listening to the Wind and Recognizing Shadows, that's a unique heart method of Elder Feng."

"Oh?"

Lu Qianshan's eyes lit up, and he said, "Ever since Elder Feng rescued me from the Imperial Palace, I've never seen him again. A few days ago, I heard there was a rebellion in Pingzhou, and Elder Feng played a part, intercepting orders and securing great merit. If this young man is from Pingzhou, he must have a deep connection with Elder Feng."

"That's right."

Madam Lu smiled and said, "Elder Feng certainly doesn't misjudge people, which is why he passed on the heart method of Listening to the Wind and Recognizing Shadows to him."

Just now, saving Chen Tang was precisely because of this.

Lu Qianshan nodded.

"When do we leave?"

Madam Lu asked again.

Lu Qianshan thought for a moment and said, "The sooner, the better. Let's leave tonight."

Taking advantage of the night to leave would spare them from saying goodbye to the villagers and adding to the melancholy of parting.

Madam Lu said, "Alright, I'll pack up this afternoon. Let's not tell Qing'Er for now; we'll inform her just before we leave tonight."

...

The old man at the village entrance watched Madam Lu leave with Chen Tang, without intending to pursue them.

Since he already harbored thoughts of retreat, there was no need to complicate matters.

The old man had been talking all morning and felt a bit parched, so he planned to go into the village for a pot of hot tea, take a short rest, and then leave.

In Mist Rain Village, there was a tavern without a signboard.

However, the passing visitors, if from the village, sometimes invited three or five friends to this place for a few drinks to while away the time.

The old man didn't drink alcohol; he ordered a pot of good tea and, basking in the warm afternoon sun, leisurely enjoyed it.

Before long, a group of over ten Jianghu people carrying weapons arrived at the village entrance, seemingly passing through Mist Rain Village.

The leader was a middle-aged man in white cloth attire, with rugged features and a full beard. He sat gallantly at a wine table.

The others stood behind him, their expressions stern, surveying the surroundings and scrutinizing the villagers of Mist Rain Village.

Many villagers of Mist Rain Village curiously observed the newcomers.

Occasionally, Jianghu people would pass by Mist Rain Village, stopping for a rest.

But after all, it was just a village, without any good wine or tea. Most would make do and continue on their journey.

This group, however, seemed somewhat different from ordinary Jianghu folk.

But precisely where the difference lay, the villagers couldn't quite say.

"Gentlemen, what would you like to eat?"

A waiter hurried over, smiling broadly, and asked.

"Bring the best wine and dishes you have,"

The man in white laughed and said, "We'll drink and eat our fill before hitting the road!"

"Sure thing!"

The waiter promptly responded and went to make preparations.

The old man seated nearby continued sipping his fragrant tea, unperturbed, but his heart gradually sank!

These people seemed unusual.

They were likely here for him!

These people scanned the area with sharp eyes, brushing over the villagers but deliberately avoided him!

Perhaps they didn't want to alert him, yet this made it seem somewhat deliberate.

He had spoken too much at noon.

Even if it aroused suspicion and someone went to report, it couldn't have happened so fast.

Which meant his whereabouts might have been exposed long ago, tracked by others!

Whose people were they?

Profound Celestial Sect?

Yuwen Family?

White Tiger Bureau?

The old man's mind raced, pondering his countermeasures.

If they were indeed after him, they must be prepared, and escaping today wouldn't be easy.

At that moment, Chen Tang, Yuwen Heigou, Changsun Ming, and Lu Qing, in the room, also noticed the commotion outside and leaned at the window to look out.

"It's the Marshal of the White Tiger Bureau, Ying Liquan!"

Yuwen Heigou, upon seeing the middle-aged man, felt a chill and immediately recognized his identity.

Back in the Capital City, he had seen this person!

Chen Tang, Changsun Ming, and Dugu Qingcheng turned their heads, giving Yuwen Heigou a profound look.

To recognize the Marshal of the White Tiger Bureau so quickly, Yuwen Heigou's background must be even more significant than they imagined!

To sit in the position of a Marshal of the Four Symbols Bureau, one's cultivation must reach the Third Grade!

The old man's identity was exposed!

Chen Tang and the others immediately thought of this possibility.

In a room not far away.

Lu Qianshan and Madam Lu were looking in the direction of the village tavern, frowning slightly.

Lu Qianshan asked solemnly, "Why did they come so quickly?"

"I suspect the White Tiger Bureau had been watching him for a while and only prepared to act today,"

Madam Lu explained.

After a brief pause, Madam Lu looked at Lu Qianshan and said, "Though he's a remnant of the previous dynasty, we can't get involved in this matter. Once entangled, our entire family will be drawn in!"

"I understand."

Lu Qianshan nodded.

After all, there's Qing'Er, and they absolutely could not let Qing'Er get involved in danger.

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