TNIBFT -Chapter 263 The Virtuous Junior Uncle

At this moment, Xiao Jiang and the core disciples of the Medicine King Valley were having dinner inside the tent.

No one spoke in the tent; the rules of the valley emphasized silence while eating and sleeping. Only the occasional clink of bowls and chopsticks could be heard.

“Something’s wrong!”

“Something’s wrong!”

Someone outside reported in a panic. Everyone was startled, bowls and chopsticks still in hand. The heavy flap of the tent door was lifted by the wind, letting a cold gust sweep in. The messenger, flustered, shouted: “It’s bad! A group of outsiders has arrived and surrounded us!”

“They came with such force… they don’t look easy to deal with. Senior Brother, what should we do?”

Surrounded?

Xiao Jiang’s face stiffened. An older disciple nearby immediately straightened, serious, and said to the others: “Let’s go out and see.”

“Someone actually dared to disrespect us and surround our Medicine King Valley’s team. Mai Dong, you and a few others stay behind to protect Junior Uncle; the rest of you come with me to see what’s going on.”

“Yes!”

“Yes!”

Everyone was on high alert. Xiao Jiang’s little mouth, still greasy from eating, looked innocently at the others.

Most of the people in the tent stepped outside, and the atmosphere inside became tense. Mai Dong leaned his head out of the tent to peek at the outside, while Xiao Jiang squatted next to him: “How’s it looking?”

“Could it be a robbery?”

“Our valley doesn’t have money. I told Master that flaunting wealth all the time wasn’t a good idea…”

Xiao Jiang frowned, mumbling to herself.

After a while, Mai Dong pulled his head back, snowflakes still clinging to his hair. He exhaled hot breath anxiously: “Things don’t look good. The people outside wear black armor, not the army of Sifang City. If Junior Uncle is really in danger, we should retreat immediately.”

Retreat?

That’s out of the question!

Everyone had agreed to go to their own shop to eat hotpot and show support. If they ran now, what would happen to the silver and gifts they had brought?

Xiao Jiang’s face, full of righteous determination, looked at Mai Dong: “How can we abandon our fellow disciples and run only for ourselves?”

Mai Dong’s cheeks flushed.

The Valley Master’s fondness for Junior Uncle made sense. With his noble character, most people would never measure up.

“So what do we do?”

Mai Dong asked softly.

Xiao Jiang crept to the tent entrance and waved at Mai Dong…

Outside the camp, Snow fell heavily. The Medicine King Valley disciples, all in teal cotton robes, faced off against the black-armored troops.

Sun Yang rode a tall horse, holding a gleaming long blade. His subordinates formed a line, surrounding the Medicine King Valley group.

The disparity in strength between the two sides was obvious.

The valley disciples were weak, barely able to lift a hand.

The black-armored soldiers exuded killing intent.

The disciples of Medicine King Valley stood before the horses, faces full of terror, trying to hold back their fear: “I said we don’t know any Master Geng. We are a team from Medicine King Valley, sent by the Valley Master to Sifang City to open a medical hall to treat the people.”

“I’ll know immediately if Master Geng is here. Move aside!”

Sun Yang said coldly.

Qin Fengyi had just arrived on horseback. Her phoenix-like eyes swept over the valley’s team; there were no children among them.

Had the youngest son not returned with them?

Qin Fengyi felt a hint of disappointment.

Hearing the sound of hooves, Sun Yang turned and saw Qin Fengyi approaching. The armored soldiers made way, and Qin Fengyi’s voice was icy: “All of the Medicine King Valley people are here?”

“Yes!”

The lead disciple replied, clearly annoyed.

At this attitude, Sun Yang immediately grew furious, raising his long sword and charging forward to strike.

“Sun Yang, do not be rude!” Qin Fengyi shouted angrily. Sun Yang reluctantly reined in his horse, shooting a disdainful glance at the disciples of Medicine King Valley before returning to Qin Fengyi’s side.

“Master Geng is ruthless and highly skilled. If he really infiltrates your group, he could bring you serious harm,” Qin Fengyi said.

The disciples of Medicine King Valley exchanged uneasy glances. They had never actually met Master Geng themselves.

Everyone looked at one another, unsure of what to do.

At that moment, Master Geng, lying among the horses, turned pale as he listened to Qin Fengyi’s voice.

That female demon really chased them here!

Fortunately, these kids had left him among the horses, so he had not yet been discovered.

Medicine King Valley also had its pride. They would never allow anyone to search their group at will—especially when the group included the Valley Master’s disciples. Its members would not take such a risk.

But he was lying there exposed on the ground. If anyone came in, he would be discovered for sure.

Master Geng lay on his back, snowflakes settling on his freezing, reddened face. He gritted his teeth and tried to move his limbs, but there was no response. What kind of needle technique had that brat used?

In his mind, Master Geng cursed Xiao Jiang’s ancestors—every single one of them.

“Do you want me to help you?”

A childish voice sounded. Master Geng was stunned. He turned his head slightly and saw a pair of black little shoes in front of him, above them a thick fox-fur coat made of sleek, high-quality material.

That brat?

Suppressing his anger, Master Geng thought for a moment and said in a low voice, “Boy, quickly move me to somewhere hidden.”

“This group are my enemies. If they find out you’re helping me, hiding me here, they’ll all be in danger. If that happens, I’ll bite you, and your life won’t be safe.”

Enemies?

Xiao Jiang blinked, then hurriedly called to the two behind him: “Drag him away already!”

Master Geng’s eyes gleamed with satisfaction.

Children are so easy to trick. Just make the situation sound serious—no child is fearless of death.

Outside the camp:

Qin Fengyi looked at the sky thick with dark clouds. Time was running out. Her brows furrowed slightly. “Search!”

At her order, the Iron Armor Army rode into the camp. The disciples of Medicine King Valley shouted angrily, “Who are you people?”

“All our wagons are full of medicinal herbs!”

“Stop! These are all for saving lives!”

Their protests could not stop the search of the Black Armor Army.

“Is the person you’re looking for him?”

A soft, sweet voice sounded. Qin Fengyi looked up at once. Snow swirled around, and outside the tents, a child in a thick fox-fur coat and a small sable hat smiled brightly at her.

The child’s eyes curved like crescents, sparkling like a galaxy.

Qin Fengyi’s heart pounded fiercely. That mother-child bond, and the feeling of familiarity—there was no mistake. She swiftly swung down from her horse, her eyes urgently racing toward Xiao Jiang.

Seeing the person on the horse, Xiao Jiang was first taken aback.

Could someone in this world really be so beautiful?

When the person jumped down from the horse and strode toward him, Xiao Jiang panicked. Could this person be here to kill him?

He instinctively stepped back two paces. Qin Fengyi had originally intended to tightly grab Xiao Jiang’s arms, but froze mid-air. Realizing this, her expression softened with brief disappointment, then quickly turned into a smile. “You—”

Before she could finish, Xiao Jiang interrupted with a laugh: “You’re looking for him, right?”

Mai Dong dragged Master Geng over.

“Damn it, you brat, you tricked me!”

“No one in Medicine King Valley is a good person. You tricked me, I’ll kill you, kill you!”

At this moment, Master Geng could only move his mouth; the rest of his body was as stiff as a log.

Threatening a child?

A flash of killing intent appeared in Qin Fengyi’s eyes.