The floodwaters have risen!
Before the cry fell silent, the sound of water drowned everything out.
Mu Nianzhi had yet to recover from the shock when suddenly, where did this flood come from?
The raging noise of water broke through the river embankment and rushed into the military camp with such ferocity, it was like a torrential flood.
Once the water inundated the camp, Mu Nianzhi’s wrath was extinguished on the spot.
"Quick, to the granary, transport the military provisions, evacuate the camp!"
Inside the granary, there were still large amounts of newly transported grains, flour, and unprocessed sweet potatoes stored.
Everywhere inside the camp, tents were thrown into chaos.
Young Master Zhao’s tent was right next to the granary; although he had received five thousand silver taels, he was discontented and covertly gathered a few soldiers to kidnap Lady Lai into his tent.
At the time of the flood, he was about to indulge in pleasures, already having taken off his trousers, when he heard the unending commotion outside.
Before he could put his trousers back on, the floodwaters had already collapsed his tent.
"Save me, I can’t swim!"
Young Master Zhao, like a drowned rat, was fished out of the water by others.
Also pulled out was Lady Lai, still panicked and with her clothes in disarray.
When Mu Nianzhi and his soldiers arrived, they just happened to witness this scene.
"General, the granary, the granary..."
Seeing that the granary was submerged by the water, Young Master Zhao’s soul nearly flew from his body, as he clung to Mu Nianzhi’s legs, pleading for mercy.
"You wretched thing, how did you manage the granary?"
Mu Nianzhi felt so frustrated he could almost spit blood, and quickly organized soldiers to rescue the military provisions.
This flood had caused the Mu Family Army to lose at least thirty percent of its military provisions, which were meant for their expedition; now with thirty percent gone, it meant that they would be short of military rations.
If his father and the Emperor found out, he dared not think how he would be punished.
"Send someone immediately to inspect the dam; with this weather, why would a flood suddenly occur?"
Mu Nianzhi was not entirely foolish and quickly sensed that something was amiss, signalling covertly to his subordinate soldiers.
The military camp was close to water and had a dam constructed; unless it was the season of floods and torrential rains, the camp would not be submerged.
"Sister-in-law Li, how come you’re here?"
Feng Luochen and Mu Nianzhi, seeing Lady Lai’s terrified expression and then noticing the bare-bottomed Grain Officer Zhao, understood everything in an instant.
"You beast, lower than pigs and dogs."
Feng Luochen, his blood boiling with rage, pushed through the crowd, grabbed Young Master Zhao, and started pummeling his head with punches.
Beside Mu Nianzhi, several Wuji Experts also made their move.
They were Shadow Guards raised by Prince Mu’s Mansion, specially tasked with ensuring Mu Nianzhi’s safety.
Although Young Master Zhao was a useless coward, he was still an confidant of Mu Nianzhi; how could Feng Luochen have his way and attack him?
Feng Luochen was forced back several steps; although he was an expert with the Wuji Earth Seal, he had only just broken through recently, and the experienced veterans around Mu Nianzhi surrounded him, giving him a disadvantage in the exchange of blows.
"Brother Luo, don’t try to be a hero."
Dongfang Yong was also furious, but he knew that even if he and Feng Luochen joined hands, they were no match for their opponents.
"Today, if I do not kill this beast, I cannot quell the hatred in my heart."
Feng Luochen bitterly regretted, thinking if not for this flood, Lady Lai would have been violated.
"Kid, your strength is commendable. I admire you, General. That woman is but a lowly commoner, unknown to you; why should you risk your future over her?"
Mu Nianzhi’s admiration for talent emerged.
"Mu Nianzhi, who are you to judge? Feng Luochen today, must seek justice for the people of the Princess’ Mansion. Even if I have to report to the Emperor, your lax military discipline, allowing subordinates to be corrupt and law-breaking, seizing a civilian woman, I must seek justice."
Mu Nianzhi was startled, feeling the name sounded familiar.
The son of Princess Yong’an, Feng Luochen of the Princess’ Mansion.
It was this youngster!
With a glance, several Shadow Guards drew their scabbards, ready to kill.
But at that moment, there came a cold snort.