The Fierce Farm Girl Has A Secret Space

Chapter 2150: Chapter 2150: Escort Down the Mountain (Part 2)

Tang Kun nodded, "Please rest assured, Young Master. Although Tang Wanqian is not dead, the Tang Sect is no longer the Tang Sect it once was. All the members are under my control now."

"Don’t let your guard down." Song San frowned, perhaps it was the case before, but that Yang Ruxin is the biggest variable.

Tang Kun didn’t dare to contradict and could only nod.

"Young Master." At this moment, Re Mei walked in, "They have gone to the inn on Sky Street."

"Have the people been tracked down?" Song San’s eyes flickered slightly.

"No." Re Mei shook his head.

Song San turned to look at Tang Kun: "Can you handle it?"

"No problem." Tang Kun nodded and then took something out of his bosom and pressed it onto his face—it was a human skin mask, instantly turning the original Tang Kun into a stranger.

Song San nodded in approval and turned to leave.

At that time, they had descended from the mountain peak amidst chaos, but Tang Kun was too injured, so he could only rest midway down the mountain. This, in turn, helped them avoid the attention of those in the front of the mountain.

Descending the mountain went smoothly; there were people waiting to assist below, and Tang Kun quickly left Taian.

Once Tang Kun was gone, Song San, on the other hand, turned around and went back up the mountain.

Re Mei looked puzzled, wondering what the point of going back up was, but he didn’t dare to ask. He could only ride the cold night wind, using his Qinggong skills to climb back to the mountain peak.

By the early light of daybreak, it was around four or almost five, everyone was up since there were still people waiting to be rescued at the base of the cliff, and every minute’s delay meant increased danger.

The group was made up of individuals who were not concerned with minor issues and would not be troubled by hard conditions.

Yang Ruxin did not neglect their sincerity. In the morning, borrowing the inn’s kitchen, she made pan-fried noodles for everyone, adding the spring water from the space.

The group did not expect to have hot soup noodles for breakfast, with a taste they had never experienced before, seemingly making them feel more refreshed and clear-headed once they ate it.

"I added soup with medicinal properties to replenish and strengthen the body," Yang Ruxin didn’t say much, "but given the limited conditions, everyone will have to make do."

"Yang benefactor, this noodle’s taste is something I’ve never experienced," Master Wuwang said with a smile. "I am not one to indulge in food, but at this moment, I wonder when I might taste it again?"

"Indeed, Madam Gu, your cooking is exceptional," Ming Yu nodded in agreement, "It has an indescribable feeling."

"Haha, you flatter me. If you like it, once we’re down the mountain, I’ll prepare a proper feast in appreciation."

"That would be wonderful..."

Amidst the conversation, everyone once again reached the edge of the mountain’s rear cliff.

The morning mist was still dense, making the situation below even more obscure.

However, what surprised Yang Ruxin was that Song San was already waiting there.

"I brought ropes with me," Song San said quite openly, "Originally, I went after Tang Kun, but unfortunately he escaped. I thought they might be useful for descending."

"That was considerate," Gu Qingheng’s gaze fell on the coiled rope on the ground.

Song San smiled and shook his head, "With Madam here, I’m afraid they won’t be needed."

Yang Ruxin didn’t mince words and summoned Xiaohei down, climbed onto its back, "Everyone, don’t worry; I will surely bring them up."

The group nodded.

"Madam, allow me to accompany you down," Song San offered.

But Yang Ruxin shook her head, "Xiaohei is wary of strangers."

Song San’s eyes narrowed slightly, but he did not insist further.