Saving System: Calm Down, My Fleeing Host!

Chapter 306 - 298: Underground City Construction 8

"According to what you say, it does seem quite innocent, but how come I heard that a large quantity of grain has been lost and hasn’t been found yet?"

Sikong Yinlong glanced at the young girl whose expression hadn’t changed, and continued leisurely, "From a team of over 100 people to everyone now wanting to join the 132th Regiment, being able to provide food and clothing for everyone, this is not something ordinary people can accomplish.

Perhaps Miss Cheng could explain the intention behind those spreading rumors."

Cheng Xiaoxiao’s face turned pale, it seemed the other party came prepared, having thoroughly investigated everything.

She didn’t answer directly; instead, she said with interest, "I’ve heard that the Sikong Family is enigmatic and usually ignores worldly affairs. I’m not sure how my actions have offended the Sikong Family Master."

She didn’t want to play Tai Chi with such a person, but unfortunately, she didn’t want to answer any of his questions directly. Lying would be easily exposed, leaving her no choice but to figure out the other party’s purpose to know how to respond next.

What a slippery young girl.

It seems a substantive lesson is needed for the other party to speak the truth; his patience is limited.

"Since you don’t want to answer my words, you don’t have to."

With Dongfang Yinlong’s hand gesture, a shadow suddenly jumped out from midair without warning.

When did someone ambush the surroundings? She had no idea.

Being without a systematic GPS scan is really passive.

"If you can withstand twenty moves from She Yao, you don’t have to answer my previous questions, otherwise..." The words trailed off yet were filled with malice as his cold eyes stared straight at Cheng Xiaoxiao, much like a venomous snake watching its prey, sending a chill down her spine.

"Is the Sikong Family Master joking? I’m just an ordinary citizen; how dare I fight with your guard?"

This person is impenetrable, refusing to reveal his purpose—truly difficult to deal with.

Unless absolutely necessary, he really didn’t want to confront such a person.

Seeing the mountaintop also trapped in a fierce battle, how could this predicament be resolved?

To help the team and rid herself of this person at the same time.

Everyone has desires and things they want to obtain.

Be it wealth, beauty, power, or something else.

But this troublesome Sikong Yinlong, with his deeply rooted family legacy, wealth is obviously vast, and he himself is a fine beauty. She simply couldn’t figure out what he wanted, leaving no way to approach.

She also couldn’t fight with the other party’s guard. Once they exchange blows, wouldn’t she expose her trump card?

The other party was unfazed, while his guard stepped forward, ready for a challenge with her.

She had no choice but to admit honestly, "Those are merely petty tricks. Indeed, I had the grain transferred, thinking the Sikong Family Master wouldn’t value it. Those rumors weren’t deliberately spread by me; they are factually stated without an iota of falsehood."

"Really? Has Miss Cheng thought it through? Lying carries consequences."

"Of course it’s the truth. Since you’ve investigated me, you should know I have the ability to predict disasters. These are events that happened in my dreams and will occur in reality. I wasn’t intending to incite panic. Time will prove all my words true."

"So you’re saying it’s out of goodwill?"

"I dare not claim so. If the Sikong Family Master requires any assistance, feel free to command me."

Cheng Xiaoxiao had confessed truthfully, thinking he would ask something else next, considering her words had flaws and weren’t flawless.

Her intention was to leave room for speculation and inquiry, appearing less scheming.

Alas, things didn’t go as she had hoped.

"She Yao."

As the word was uttered, the other party attacked without a word, nearly slapping Cheng Xiaoxiao to death with a single palm.

This tendency to attack at the slightest disagreement wasn’t her specialty?

Isn’t it said that villains talk too much and die? How come things didn’t go by the script?

While struggling to cope, Cheng Xiaoxiao internally grumbled—what kind of people are these? They leave her no choice but to find strategies after being targeted unjustly.

Whoosh~!

Caught off guard, someone hit her shoulder, sending her flying while spitting a mouthful of fresh blood, staining the white snow red.

For the first time since her time-travel, she’s been so severely injured? It seems today won’t end peacefully.

She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth fiercely, fired up from the blow.

"What purpose does the Sikong Family Master have? Why take it out on me, a mere woman?"

As the words ended, she met the opponent’s punch. This time, she didn’t hide her strength and gave it her all to deal with him.

The guard named Yin Yao was ruthless with each move, claws targeting the body’s weak joints. If caught, wouldn’t her bones shatter instantly?

Truly malicious.

Leaning backward, she dodged the attack, using the momentum to prop herself with a palm on the ground, launching a powerful kick forward, only to be blocked and forcing her to roll away sideways.

During the roll, she used her clothes as cover to retrieve her old partner from the warehouse.

Unexpectedly, she slashed and tore the other party’s clothing.

The young guard called She Yao was momentarily taken aback, not expecting to be injured.

Although the flesh was unharmed, having his clothes torn was a disgrace to him. If not for his master not giving a kill order, the opponent would have been decapitated already.

Truly an ignorant girl.

Though Cheng Xiaoxiao had a dagger in her defense, seemingly improving her odds, the opponent’s assault grew fiercer, with gusts more turbulent and unending, each aimed straight at her face.

Dongfang Yinlong watched the fight before him with leisurely interest.

The fifteenth move, unexpectedly, the young girl has some tricks, truly underestimated her.

However, her inner strength seems different from theirs, hidden too deeply, even he hasn’t discerned it.

At least she possesses Grandmaster-level prowess, yet she appears to be a novice not yet reaching the level of a Samurai.

Each move is sharp, unlike ordinary cultivation techniques passed down by martial arts families.

Who knows what cultivation technique could develop such a hidden ability.

By the eighteenth move, despite her full efforts, the opponent ruthlessly kicked her flying again.

The injury is severe this time, with the abdominal pain nearly leaving her unable to stand.

Her mouth fills with a bloody taste, and she grinned.

Her youthful face was enchanting, her eyes devoid of warmth yet carrying a hidden hint of killing intent, she glanced lightly at Dongfang Yinlong, "The probing is over. What else does the Eastern Family Master wish to advise?"

Hahaha!

Indeed a transparent young girl, not only acknowledging he was merely testing her, but also having the courage to gaze at him with such cold eyes harboring hidden killing intent.

Truly commendable courage, though he never intended to take her life, daring to look at him with such eyes shows the lesson wasn’t enough.

As expected, She Yao moved again, sensing a change in his master’s aura, seeming highly displeased. He no longer held back, adding two more layers of power to his punch, directly accompanied by a fierce airflow, trying to cripple the opponent right away.