Lao Wu felt a tinge of apprehension when he thought of Jian Chunqiu.
The thought of Second Brother still lying in the hospital ignited both anger and fear in him.
Angry that he couldn’t avenge his brother, and fearful that he was no match for Jian Chunqiu.
Among their siblings, Boss had the highest martial arts skills, followed by Second Brother and Third, but their skills paled in comparison.
Second Brother couldn’t even withstand three moves against that person, not to mention them.
"Don’t worry, isn’t the Black Witch Sect taking the lead for us? What are you afraid of?" Yamamoto Buki snorted lightly, although he was very angry that Jian Chunqiu injured his brother, he also looked down upon his brother’s martial arts.
"Is this Jian Chunqiu really as formidable as you all say?"
Yamamoto Buki asked somewhat perplexed, now he was quite interested in confronting Jian Chunqiu.
"We best not confront Jian Chunqiu head-on," Boss Yamamoto suddenly spoke.
Yamamoto Buki was puzzled, "Boss, why? Don’t you want to avenge our brother?"
"Even I might not be able to handle Jian Chunqiu’s martial arts. Do you think us confronting him head-on wouldn’t be akin to seeking death?"
Boss Yamamoto, who had visited Second Brother at the hospital, heard from him about Jian Chunqiu. From what he learned about his martial arts, this person’s skills were profound and unfathomable. Even Second Brother couldn’t estimate how high his control was, but was sure that they were no match for him.
Boss Yamamoto had always prioritized mission completion, so as long as he could achieve his goals, he wouldn’t mind being a bit conservative or cautious.
Yet, unlike Boss Yamamoto, Yamamoto Buki couldn’t stand not fighting head-to-head with Chu Ge, and now even Jian Chunqiu, which he found difficult to swallow.
He glared angrily at the siheyuan ahead, then suddenly saw a group quietly rushing into the courtyard.
It appeared that the Black Witch Sect had started to move.
Yamamoto Buki said, "Boss, they’ve started their move."
The siheyuan was not small, covering an area as large as a football field. Dubbed a siheyuan due to its dense central layout, with a pond in the middle that isolated its surroundings; from above, it roughly resembled a siheyuan.
The group of black-clothed people silently climbed over the walls. The houses were numerous, and they didn’t know in which the Earth Ganoderma was hidden. Furthermore, the place was full of mechanisms, so they dared not act rashly and had to search each house one by one.
At this moment, Shen Congwen, engrossed in analyzing data, heard noise from outside. Rarely visited, and without any bodyguard or servant stationed there, the huge siheyuan only housed him alone.
Shen Congwen was very confident in the traps he had arranged within the courtyard.
So, when he suddenly heard noise outside, he initially thought it was a familiar person and not an intruder.
Since the traps weren’t triggered after all.
Shen Congwen was about to go out and see who was there when he suddenly saw two black-clothed figures sprinting from one room to another.
Shen Congwen had a sudden start—an intrusion!
His first thought upon realizing this was to quickly grab his phone and call Jian Chunqiu.
Jian Chunqiu was leisurely enjoying tea nearby, not far from the siheyuan. So, upon receiving the call, he slowly made his way over, not seeming to be in a hurry.
As Shen Congwen hung up, Tang Xin’s call came in.
Tang Xin continued urging Shen Congwen to comb through Beishan once more.
Shen Congwen informed Tang Xin that someone had once again intruded upon the siheyuan, prompting Tang Xin to drive around until Chu Ge called.
After hanging up, Shen Congwen then stayed hidden by the window, watching the outside scene unfold. Fortunately, some mechanisms here were specially reinforced, with some constructive suggestions from Jian Chunqiu that strengthened them even more.
At this moment, the Japanese perched in the trees saw the small group of black-clothed people entering and shuffling about within a few houses, which quickly revealed the trickery inside.
"I didn’t expect this Shen Congwen to also be a master of mechanisms. These Black Witch Sect people probably don’t even realize they’ve walked into the Enchanting Array, wandering around like headless flies," observed Yamamoto Buki disdainfully.
True to his words, those Black Witch Sect disciples wandered helplessly around the houses like headless flies, unaware.
Finally, someone noticed something was off.
"Captain, something is wrong, we’ve been searching here in circles for quite a while, but why haven’t we spotted even two people?"
"Moreover, these houses are peculiar, each decorated exactly the same, and inside they look just like ordinary residences, there’s absolutely no laboratory."
"Captain, could those Japanese be playing us?" said his disciples briefly.
The one called Captain, furrowing his brows deeply, didn’t speak. He had also noticed the anomaly, feeling as if he was moving in circles, as though he had walked into an Enchanting Array.
Meanwhile, those Black Witch Sect disciples outside, after waiting a long while with no sign from inside, started to get anxious.
"Elder Hei, they’ve been inside for quite a while, why hasn’t there been any movement?"
"Could it be they’ve encountered some mishap?"
Elder Hei, with his hands behind his back, intensely watched the entrance of the siheyuan. Indeed, when those people entered just now, he distinctly felt a burst of Sword Qi, although it was fleeting, he still captured it.
"Let’s not rush into actions," said Elder Hei in a deep voice, looking around. There were no high buildings nearby for a vantage point to observe inside.
After a pause, Elder Hei spoke, "Send another squad in."
After Elder Hei spoke, another team was ready to storm in immediately.
But before they could advance, the large gates of the siheyuan suddenly opened.
Following that, two staggering figures ran out, looking as deplorably disheveled as they could get.
"Elder Hei, Elder Hei, inside...there are people..."
Before the man could finish his words, a gush of fresh blood spilled from his mouth, then, at the next instant, he collapsed, unconscious.
The other, struggling just to crawl out of the door, died before he could speak.
Elder Hei, with a grave frown, watched the open door, clearly observing air currents moving within the courtyard.
This was the aura of an Ancient Martial Artist.