Mu Yuying was well aware that if not for their safety, Mu Hanyan, upon sensing danger, would have departed immediately and had a much greater chance of escaping.
"Don’t say anything else, let’s hurry and leave. This situation arose because of me; it has nothing to do with you, so don’t feel any guilt," Mu Hanyan said indifferently.
"Let’s go," Mu Ziqing urged, pulling Mu Yuying out.
Before leaving, he gave Mu Hanyan a look that urged her to take care. Only he knew firsthand the depth of Mu Hanyan’s strength, realizing now was not the time for sentimentality. Once they all left, Mu Hanyan would be able to fight freely. Otherwise, even if they stayed, they’d only be a burden, unable to help in the slightest.
"You should go too," Mu Han said to Huayue and Zirong, who hadn’t departed and stood behind him.
"We are guards, even if it means facing death in battle, we cannot abandon our master and flee," Huayue declared resolutely. ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ novelꞁire.net
"Scram, if you don’t want to get me killed, just hurry up and leave," Mu Hanyan cursed irritably.
"Let’s go," Zirong said with a meaningful glance at Mu Hanyan and began to lead Huayue out.
"Wait, take these Golden Silk Jade Fire Grass and Green Leaf Ruo Vine with you, they will greatly benefit your cultivation," Mu Hanyan handed the two medicinal herbs to them.
"Young master," Huayue, whose expression remained unchanged for a thousand years, showed emotion for once, with a hint of teardrops flickering in her eyes.
"Your strength is still too weak. When you return, you must train diligently. Otherwise, how can you fulfill your duties as guards?" Mu Hanyan said bluntly.
"Mm," Huayue nodded heavily and followed Zirong out.
"Should I stay behind? My strength is actually quite strong, I could be of some help, or at least by sacrificing myself, you’d have more of a chance to make your move," Jiang Yuzhe looked at Mu Hanyan with a half-smile.
"Forget it, you’re not a good person; I’m afraid you might betray me, so you should leave too," Mu Hanyan replied with a smile to Jiang Yuzhe.
"That’s true, I originally just wanted to use you as a shield. I might really give in and sell you out," Jiang Yuzhe responded with a laugh.
"I think if I, Jiang Yuzhe, ever find you worthy enough to follow to the death, you probably won’t be so easy to kill," Jiang Yuzhe gave Mu Hanyan a long, deep look and then left the teahouse.
Seeing that the situation was bad, the teahouse owner and servant had naturally slipped away long ago.
"Alright, they’ve all left; now you can hand over the Dragon Blood Stone," Qu Shanhai said to Mu Hanyan.
"Wait, they haven’t gone far yet. If you get the Dragon Blood Stone and then decide to silence me permanently, wouldn’t all my effort be in vain?" Mu Hanyan sipped her tea, appearing supremely confident.
"Very well, we will give them a bit more time," Qu Shanhai didn’t worry, confident in his position. After all, Mu Hanyan was right in front of him. He truly did not believe that, in the presence of three Great Sword Masters, she could pull off any tricks.
Mu Hanyan gave a slight smile and said no more, simply holding her teacup.
Yet her heart quietly sank into a state of serene emptiness.
Jiang Yuzhe’s mysterious movement technique, that shadowy and elusive sword strike, once again surfaced in her mind. Faced with three opponents of the Great Swordsman level, even though she was once a Sword Saint, her current strength was inadequate for confrontation. Her only option was to seek survival amidst the peril.
She had seen too many sword techniques and martial arts in her prevous life, many of which were profound and esoteric. However, these required immense power to utilize. Now, the only technique she could rely on was Jiang Yuzhe’s Shadowless Sword Technique.