But Chiang Xiao knew that Meng Xinian must have had his reasons.
All she wanted now was to catch up with him quickly.
She should have acted against Zhang Xiaomei and her daughter, for Meng Xinian had always been thinking about protecting them. He wouldn’t even dare to enter his own doorstep, to avoid exposing her. If Zhang Xiaomei managed to call out, all would be lost, and then Tyrant Meng would definitely think of murder.
But she wanted them to lead the way first.
Where did they encounter Tyrant Meng?
Up ahead was a small path with a fork.
When Zhang Xiaomei dragged her mother into that dark, narrow lane that led to the small square on the other side, Chiang Xiao looked around, heard no one nearby, and immediately, her gaze turned cold as she rushed towards them.
Zhang Xiaomei had just sensed a breeze behind her when the person she was pulling was snatched away by Chiang Xiao, who dragged her mother into the space with one swift movement.
As soon as Zhang Xiaomei’s mother entered the space, she was knocked out by Chiang Xiao, thrown onto the ground, and the space immediately made a judgment. A bamboo cage covered with black cloth appeared out of nowhere, encasing her and transporting her to the clearing where the prey was held.
If it wasn’t for the inappropriate timing, Chiang Xiao would certainly have burst out laughing.
This space was really too ridiculous. Could it be that because she knocked this old woman unconscious, the space considered her prey? But in the past, prey had never been contained in cages covered with black cloth.
It must be to prevent her from seeing the space in case she woke up.
"Mother? Mother? Who is it!" Zhang Xiaomei was nearly scared out of her wits, spinning around in place, looking for the person.
She was clearly holding her mother’s hand. How did it happen that after only feeling a gust of wind from behind, her mother was whisked away, and then she just vanished?
There were no people before or after her!
And to the left was water, with bamboo by the water’s edge, showing no signs of a hiding place!
This short stretch of road had no streetlights; the bamboo shadows were dark and seemed quite ominous.
Zhang Xiaomei had never been afraid when walking along this path before, but now she was suddenly terrified to death.
When Zhang Xiaomei turned around, Chiang Xiao swiftly extended her hand again, pulled her into the space, and struck her pressure point. Zhang Xiaomei also fainted, and the space immediately made the same judgment, confining her in a bamboo cage covered with black cloth and placed her next to her mother’s cage.
Chiang Xiao couldn’t delay any longer and immediately sprinted out of the space and forward.
Meng Xinian! Where are you?
Meng Xinian was sitting in the small square where he used to teach Chiang Xiao boxing technique.
At this time, there was not a soul in sight.
Surrounding the small square were pruned Tasong trees, which in the darkness appeared like silent giants.
The Tasong trees were very tall, almost completely concealing the square within. If those two people intended to kill him, this place was sufficiently secluded. As long as they were quick, it wouldn’t be easy for others to discover them.
However, after sitting for a while, he heard only the whistling of the wind; those two people never showed up.
Meng Xinian knew they were there.
He could feel that he was being watched.
They were hiding in the dark, still not coming out, still not making a move.
Meng Xinian felt chilled to the core precisely because he sensed their intent. These two were not just ruthless killers—they had twisted psyches. They wanted to drag out his loved ones, to torment them and him.
And it wasn’t just his life they were after.
Was it because he had killed their fiercely loyal leader at the time?
Meng Xinian sat on the stone steps, his hands clenched tightly into fists.