Saving System: Calm Down, My Fleeing Host!-Chapter 92: Extra - for Reader 20220718125013028’s Reward

Chapter 92: Chapter 92: Extra Chapter for Reader 20220718125013028’s Reward

The leader of the black-clad men had been staring at the writing on the ground for an hour. It read: Where is my family’s latrine?

The subordinate beside him wanted to laugh but dared not.

Leng Er glanced at the subordinate, who instantly froze in fear without any expression.

Baffled, Leng Er coldly spoke, "You are forgiven, say whatever is on your mind!"

Subordinate Qing Shi braced himself and spoke, "Boss, are you overthinking this? Didn’t Commander Han say the person who needed help was the village girl? No matter how capable she is, she still lives in the village, right?

When we were kids, the thatched houses in the village were usually facing outward, with the main gate typically facing southeast. The latrine wouldn’t be in the same direction as the gate, so it’s probably in the northwest."

Suddenly enlightened, Leng Er realized! He had been thinking too deeply, making astronomical and geographical guesses, which were absurdly wrong. The girl probably just wanted to indicate north, south, east, and west, ruling out southeast, and since the west was where they came from, only... the north remained, where their manpower hadn’t explored outside the North Gate.

At this moment, the person gathering intelligence returned, "Report! Boss, there’s nothing unusual in the town, apart from bandits and captives, there’s no sign of Miss Cheng."

This made the possibility of Cheng Xiaoxiao being outside the North Gate even more likely.

"Let’s go to the North Gate!" Leng Er led the charge and flew out.

The others quickly followed with vigor, leaving the smug Qing Shi behind, "Hey! Wait for me."

For Cheng Xiaoxiao, the insurmountable peaks and cliffs, were indeed insignificant under the feet of these Hidden Guards, known for their exceptional qinggong. In just a few breaths, they had reached the summit.

Meanwhile, Cheng Xiaoxiao also arrived near the North Gate, allowing the system’s scanning range to cover the area she had stayed the past two days. Just then, the system voice chimed, "They’ve arrived."

Cheng Xiaoxiao was much relieved; her help had finally arrived, and she sat in peace under the shade on a rock waiting.

She looked at the faintly emerging time above her head.

Mission countdown: 15:21:15

Soon, Leng Er spotted Cheng Xiaoxiao, who looked quite different from her portrait. Much prettier than the painting. Had Pavilion Master’s painting skills regressed? 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

It was impossible for the all-capable Pavilion Master to make a mistake. Hmm! There must be something wrong somewhere.

Zhou Yanlan was indeed unjustly accused. The Cheng Xiaoxiao he saw was just days after crossing over, a skinny and sallow little girl. Now, after months of recovery, she had changed significantly, her figure starting to develop normally, becoming well-proportioned, growing several centimeters taller, her skin fair, and her long black hair flowing in the wind, no longer the originally awkward, emaciated appearance.

Leng Er approached Cheng Xiaoxiao, removed his mask, and cautiously asked, "Are you Miss Cheng Xiaoxiao?"

Cheng Xiaoxiao nodded, "Are you the ones sent by Yanlan to help me?"

Leng Er didn’t immediately react, Yanlan...?

Who....?

Could it be the Pavilion Master’s alias? His pupils trembled; Miss Cheng indeed had a close relationship with Pavilion Master, calling him so intimately, while he had followed Pavilion Master for so many years not knowing his pen name!

Before coming, Han Yi had solemnly instructed, even if they were all decimated, they must ensure Miss Cheng’s safety. He didn’t take it seriously, thinking it was just helping to eliminate bandits. Spoken so seriously? Although internally not quite convinced, he would still act according to orders but wouldn’t show much respect to Miss Cheng.

Now it seemed Miss Cheng and Pavilion Master had an unusual relationship, and it was indeed at fault for only considering the portrait, not in that direction, mainly because Pavilion Master’s painting... didn’t match reality at all!

An agitated Leng Er could only respectfully reply, "Yes, Pavilion Master sent us to assist you in eliminating bandits."

"Hmm, not bad." Cheng Xiaoxiao counted the number of people, "Huh! Why are there twenty people, weren’t you borrowing ten from your Pavilion Master?"

Leng Er paused, realizing their Pavilion Master might have brought half as a gift, wiping nonexistent sweat, he awkwardly replied, "I only follow orders, I know nothing of this."

This responsibility, he would not bear.

"Fine, then you thank him for me."

Leng Er was stupefied; without any significant matter, he couldn’t meet Pavilion Master, "Miss Cheng had better thank him face to face."

Thanking face to face wasn’t impossible, but with their vastly different statuses and few opportunities to intersect, let it be like this for now! She would thank him if the chance appeared!

Cheng Xiaoxiao looked ahead, "Leng Qi hasn’t arrived yet."

"Leng Qi hasn’t returned; we’ve set off." This point showed Miss Cheng held a significant place in Pavilion Master’s heart, secretly assessing her, pleasant and sprightly with a hint of beauty, but too young, hasn’t reached adulthood, right? Could it be Pavilion Master preferred this innocence?

"Hmm, that’s fine. We need to change plans; we might not wait for Leng Qi, follow me."

Originally planning to act at night but had to act earlier.

When Cheng Xiaoxiao led this group of masked black-clad men to the assembly cave, the crowd recoiled a few steps in fear, the chilling and deadly aura surrounding the black-clad men stunned them.

Xue Dong, also a Hidden Guard, immediately locked eyes with the leading Leng Er, the silent exchange of expert glances akin to a battle that transpired in an instant. Xue Dong realized the martial arts of the newcomers might be above his, turned his head, "Could I ask, Miss Cheng...?"

"Oh, everyone needn’t fear. They are helping hands I’ve invited, only acting on orders. Let’s discuss the rescue plan now."

Everyone exchanged glances, glad to have such seemingly powerful martial artists assisting, yet fearing these unknown individuals might turn against them.

Actually, they fundamentally didn’t trust Cheng Xiaoxiao.

Cheng Xiaoxiao knew what everyone was concerned about, "Everyone, don’t speculate too wildly; with enemies at the gate, we should stand united. Haven’t you considered an important factor?"

Qian Fusheng instinctively asked, "What factor?"

"What are bandits?"

This statement brought laughter; Miss Cheng asked such a childish question, one even a three-year-old could answer.

Looking at the ridicule on their faces, Cheng Xiaoxiao’s delicate face also mocked them with a smile, "Yes! Something even a three-year-old knew, yet... you all didn’t."

"What did you mean?"

"This is provocation."

"I walked more roads than the salt you ate, how dare you, little girl with a brat’s breath."

Immediately, the unconvinced people stood out to criticize Cheng Xiaoxiao.

"Don’t think just because Elder Qian allowed you to attend the meeting, you can point fingers."

As the crowd, uncontented with being belittled, intended to continue, suddenly long swords unsheathed, a shimmering blade was halted before them, "Advance further, die!"

Leng Er’s chilling voice made the previously domineering crowd retreat one after another.

What a joke, what these people amounted to still had the gall to spread discord about Miss Cheng in front of him. Those whom their Pavilion Master wanted to protect, weren’t theirs to gossip about unless they were wiped out.

Seeing Leng Er’s eyes grow colder, Qian Fusheng quickly mediated, "What’s all this? Talk things out civilly."

Then turned to Cheng Xiaoxiao, "Believe Miss Cheng doesn’t speak aimlessly."