Although Lin Fan felt uneasy, he didn't have the right to oppose it.

Besides, at the moment, there was indeed no way to fight against Mo Yunsheng.

Where there's life, there's hope.

He had to preserve his own life first before finding a way to rescue Su Qiong.

He had witnessed Mo Yunsheng's ruthlessness, decisiveness, ferocity, and mercilessness.

Luckily, Mo Ningxiang was willing to help, otherwise, he might have already been beheaded with his divine soul destroyed.

"If you're happy, just say it, don't put on a pretense of being a gentleman," Emperor Jade suddenly chimed in teasingly.

"I'm not," Lin Fan said, feeling guilty.

"Alright, alright, if you die, I won't survive either. Stop agonizing over it. Right now, this is the only way to save you. The young lady isn't hesitating, so why are you, a grown man, hesitating? I won't call you a rogue this time, since it's about saving your life, and it's not like you suggested it yourself."

"Listening to you, it feels like you're going to pardon my crime."

"Don't forget, Su Qiong is still in Mo Yunsheng's hands, take good care of your injuries."

Emperor Jade said meaningfully and then disappeared.

Lin Fan felt the latter words had a teasing tone, as if hinting at something.

...

Mo Ningxiang seemed hesitant, her jade-like hands clenched tightly, frowning with worry.

Diwu Yun'er, who had a fiery temperament, seeing Mo Ningxiang's hesitation, urged anxiously: "Ningxiang, what are you dawdling for?"

Mo Ningxiang's face turned red in a flash.

Diwu Yun'er, however, didn't notice and continued casually: "Ningxiang, why are you blushing? Now isn't the time to delay, later if Mo Yunsheng returns, none of us can protect Lin Fan. Besides, wasn't it your idea to hide him in your room? I think it's a great idea, even if Mo Yunsheng is powerful, he wouldn't dare to barge into your room, right? We shouldn't waste time, let's hurry."

Mo Ningxiang took a deep breath, her gaze firm.

"Alright."

She picked up Lin Fan, her figure flickered, disappearing like a ghost.

The hall was some distance from Mo Ningxiang's chambers, requiring constant vigilance.

Fortunately, the guests had been driven away, and Mo Yunsheng hadn't left anyone to guard, so things went smoothly.

Diwu Yun'er scouted ahead, while Mo Ningxiang followed behind, moving only after Diwu Yun'er confirmed safety.

The two acted stealthily, anxiously, fearing being caught by Mo Yunsheng.

"Who's there?!"

A sudden angry shout!

Diwu Yun'er was startled, immediately stopping.

Mo Ningxiang also flickered and hid behind a pillar.

Oh no! Have we been discovered?!

Their hearts raced, throats tightening.

Diwu Yun'er, seeing Mo Ningxiang was well hidden, felt slightly relieved. But then felt someone approaching from behind, turning stiffly.

It was an old man with white hair and beard, his gaze sharp like an arrow.

Diwu Yun'er was surprised; although the old man looked very aged, he was spirited and walked with vigor.

Moreover, the shout just now was full of energy, not at all inferior to a young man's.

And, this old man was a Lower Heavenly Venerate! His cultivation was higher than Mo Yunsheng's!

Truly worthy of being ranked third among the Xuan Clan.

Experts everywhere, reputation well-deserved!

A few steps and you might encounter someone untouchable...

Diwu Yun'er's heart couldn't help but race with panic and guilt.

She didn't know the old man's identity, what if he was one of Mo Yunsheng's people, discovering Lin Fan was still alive...

Unfortunately, the micro-expressions on her face were quickly seen through by the old man.

"Who are you?!"

The old man shouted fiercely, killing intent thick and oppressive.

"Di-Diwu Yun'er."

"Diwu... what relation do you have with the Fifth Sword Emperor?"

"I'm his daughter..."

Upon hearing this, the old man's fierce expression slightly softened.

After all, the Fifth Sword Emperor was a well-known figure, his daughter wouldn't be someone who steals and sneaks around.

"What are you doing here?"

"I... uh... I'm... looking for Ningxiang..."

"The little princess?"

"Yes..."

"Isn't the little princess holding a birthday banquet in the hall?" the old man asked suspiciously.

Hearing this, Diwu Yun'er finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It seemed this old man didn't know what had happened in the hall, which meant he wasn't one of Mo Yunsheng's men, naturally not aimed at Lin Fan.

But, the fewer who knew Lin Fan was alive, the better.

"Well... uh... yes! But... something happened, the little princess returned to her chambers... I'm... I'm going to find her now..." Diwu Yun'er, who was not good at lying, stammered.

"Didn't you just say you were looking for the little princess? How do you know she returned to her chambers now?"

"I, I... guessed... hehe..." Diwu Yun'er laughed awkwardly.

"What happened in the hall?"

The old man wanted to continue questioning, but Diwu Yun'er's heart was about to jump out, her sole thought was leaving.

"Well... I'm not too sure either. Grandpa, I have to find the little princess quickly, if anything happens to her, it'll be troublesome, I must hurry..."

"Something happened to the little princess?! Then I'll go with you to check."

"No, no, no! You should quickly check the hall instead, maybe the little princess returned there? We'll split up."

The old man sized up Diwu Yun'er, his eyes shifting.

"Very well, you go quickly then."

Once he spoke, he disappeared.

Diwu Yun'er exhaled deeply, her tense nerves relaxed at once.

The two encountered no one else on their way back, smoothly returning to the chambers.

Upon entering, Diwu Yun'er quickly drank two cups of cold tea to calm herself.

"Ningxiang, who was that old man just now?! He scared me to death."

Mo Ningxiang, having just laid Lin Fan on the bed, examined his condition, and said gently: "He's my father's guard, Feng Qingshui."

"Feng Qingshui? Feng... is he..."

"Yes, Feng Yexuan is his son."

"How can this be?"

Diwu Yun'er's mind buzzed like it was exploding.

This old man was Feng Yexuan's father, and Feng Yexuan was Mo Yunsheng's attendant, actively searching for Lin Fan's whereabouts.

If Feng Qingshui noticed any slip-ups, discovering Lin Fan's existence...

That... wouldn't it mean he'd inform Feng Yexuan?!

Mo Yunsheng would naturally learn Lin Fan was alive.

It seemed this place wasn't safe either!

"Let's not worry about that now, let's heal Lin Fan first," Mo Ningxiang whispered.

"Right, right..." Diwu Yun'er said, quickly moving to the bedside. "But... I don't know any medical skill, how do we save him?"

"I know a little."

"Then hurry and save him."

"But, Lin Fan's condition is tricky... and the treatment means..."

Mo Ningxiang swallowed the rest of her words, her cheeks flushing red.

"A life is at stake, it's no time for hesitation. This matter can't be known to a third person, otherwise..."

Knock knock knock!

Suddenly the chambers fell silent, deathly still!

The two exchanged glances, overwhelmed with panic.

Who?

Who would be knocking at this time?!

"Feng Qingshui?"

Diwu Yun'er widened her eyes, trembling as she spoke.