In the blink of an eye, two days had passed since they started trailing their target.
During these two days, the Bai Residence had been a picture of tranquility, with the sounds of reading echoing loudly and birds singing amidst fragrant flowers.
But the Imperial Palace was a different story.
Yuwen Luan Fei’s missive had already been sent out. To welcome the Eldest Prince and the Ninth Prince, the Imperial Capital bustled with the preparations for a grand banquet, leaving Yuwen Luan Fei with fewer chances to visit Bai Junjun.
Just when everyone thought the days would continue to pass calmly, in the dead of night, a sudden commotion arose from the Bai Residence.
Bai Junjun and Li Wenli awoke from their deep sleep and, upon opening their window, saw a group of figures in black leaping over the walls of their courtyard.
They perhaps had intended to destroy the furniture upon entry, only to find that the place was already in ruins, which left them with no targets for their vandalism.
Left with no choice, the intruders changed their plans to focus on attacking the inhabitants.
Bai Junjun glanced around and counted the figures in black, precisely eighteen in total.
The origins and motives of these people were unknown.
If Bai Junjun and Li Wenli took action themselves, ’death’ would be the only outcome for the intruders, so the two didn’t make a move, instead instructing the Nine-Person Team to deal with them.
After all, it was necessary first to understand why these people had chosen to disturb their peaceful slumber in the dead of night.
Ah Dao was a Death Warrior, duty-bound to protect the safety of Li Wenli.
Although the others were young, Ah Dao’s training had been strict, and even Bai Sasa and Bai Lingyu were capable of taking down a Strong Guy.
So, as the eighteen figures in black approached the Snow Garden, Li Wenli and Bai Junjun settled themselves by the window of their rooms, calmly watching the brawl outside.
The intruders had never encountered such a scenario.
At a time , the household members were far from cowering; they were calmly sipping tea by the window and watching the fight as if it were a show. What kind of tactic was this?
But that was indeed the situation.
The leader of the intruders thus turned angry, "Such an ignorant brat. No wonder you offend enemies without knowing it. Today, you will learn the consequences of provoking those you shouldn’t have."
With that, he prepared to rush forward with his sword drawn.
Ah Dao, after all, was the wielder of one of the Four Ancient Swords, the Mysterious Dipper. With the sword in hand, there was no place for these people’s idle talk.
Immediately, the two exchanged a rapid flurry of moves.
The remaining 17 figures in black also stepped forward, ready to strike a cowardly blow at any moment.
Xiao Chan and the others couldn’t stand for this, and with a spit and no sign of weakness, they charged forward.
In this manner, both sides quickly became entangled in a chaotic fight, with Bai Sasa and Bai Lingyu silently taking out their slingshots to provide support.
Initially, when they first began to flee calamity, the accuracy of their slingshots was practically zero.
But after nearly half a year of rigorous training, they had almost achieved perfect accuracy.
Moreover, Bai Sasa had terrifying strength. The stones she launched rarely missed, and each bullet would penetrate flesh.
Whether it was a thigh, chest, or stomach, as long as it was her bullet, each would hit its mark, piercing right through.
The figures in black finally realized why the two could casually watch the commotion from their window with such ease.
These kids might look small, but each was fiercer than the last!
The intruders were beaten back relentlessly.
The leader also suffered greatly at the hands of Ah Dao and was soon kicked to the side of a stone landscape. As he rolled to the ground, he suddenly noticed a rustle from the bushes.
Peering intently, he saw an unknown wild plant writhing like a snake in front of him, then opening its sepal and making a "ah-woo ah-woo" sound, as if it were challenging him for a duel to eat him up.
The man retreated in panic, his face a portrait of madness as he wondered if he had gone insane—how could he imagine that a plant might actually consume him?
At that moment, a soft female voice came from the window, "Mosquito-eating Plant, stop making trouble."