A sudden, intense knocking sound echoed: "Lord Master, are you there? Something serious has happened. Vice Lord Master requests your presence..."

Su Ying's originally joyful mood was completely ruined.

Unhappily, he put on his clothes and suddenly noticed that Su Ming's rosy lips had cracked. He picked up a teacup and took a sip, carefully unfastened Su Ming's mouth, and poured the water in. There was no room for resistance. After quickly feeding a cup of water, he tied her mouth shut again and said, "Brother will endure for a while. I'll come back after I finish my tasks."

After saying that, he hastily left.

Su Ming's hair stood on end when she heard these words. This pervert actually wanted to continue!

Lu Xuan's face turned cold as he looked at the message from his subordinate. "Is this news true?"

According to the person embedded within the Night Feathers Sect, on that night, Night Feathers secretly gathered his most trusted disciples outside the sect. When he returned, it seemed like he was holding someone in his arms. Although it was not clear due to the distance, it was speculated to be Master Su Zhuang.

Lu Xuan slammed his palm down, shattering the table, as his inner power erupted uncontrollably. He exclaimed, "No wonder we couldn't find him for so long, turns out he was hidden away. What a grand scheme by Ye Yu, truly deserving of being one of the top three sects. Call for reinforcements, we must rescue the person!"

As soon as the words were spoken, a voice rang out, "Hold on..."

Lu Xiaohan walked in with a displeased expression on his face, "Why don't you use your brain? Night Feather Sect is at least a major power. You went in there to save people just like that..."

Lu Xuan: "So what should we do? Shall we negotiate with them and release the person? It is said that Ye Yu has a fierce and cruel personality, how could we possibly let someone go?"

Lu Xiaohan gently patted Lu Xuan's head and reassured him, "Don't worry, saving people is important, but we need to find another way to do it."

Lu Xuan couldn't wait and asked eagerly, "What solution?"

Lu Xiaohan's eyes turned cold: "Destroying the Night Feather Sect is necessary. The Holy Spirit Sect, one of the three major sects, has attached itself to the imperial court. The Dark Assassination Hall has also done many things for the imperial court. Only the Night Feather Sect remains unmoved by the court's repeated gestures of goodwill. If it can't be controlled, what's the point of keeping it?"

Lu Xuan: "The court and the martial world have always been distinct. Uncle, why? Could it be that what is said in the martial world is true, but..." As he reached the end of his words, his tone had already changed...

Lu Xiaohan caressed his face and whispered, "Xuan, our Lu family has always been loyal subjects. The martial world is just a facade. If you want to save your friend, this is a perfect opportunity to kill two birds with one stone. Besides..." Lu Xiaohan muttered to himself, "Your friend is not simple at all..."

Lu Xuan was still immersed in the news he had just received and hadn't fully recovered yet. He vaguely heard someone ask, "Uncle, what did you just say?"

"It's nothing..."

A few days later, the Holy Light Sect declared war on the Night Feather Sect, labeling them as a cult that should not exist in the world. They accused the Night Feather Sect of engaging in kidnapping and of faking the death of Su Ming, which went against the principles of heaven and was unacceptable. This news shocked the martial arts world. People who had a good relationship with Su Ming were thinking of ways to infiltrate the Night Feather Sect and rescue her, while another group of people were contemplating how they could take advantage of the chaos to gain some benefits after infiltrating the Night Feather Sect.

In this way, when people with different objectives gather together, they have only one purpose: to attack the Night Feathers Sect and rescue Su Ming.

Snow Dance Pavilion, a person quietly sneaked into a room, took something out of a hidden compartment, and was about to leave when suddenly the candlelight flickered. A beauty was sitting at the table, wearing a pink dress that tightly wrapped around her delicate waist. Her ink-black hair was secured with a single jade hairpin, and her jade-like fingers, adorned with enchanting rouge, lightly touched her cherry-like lips. The corners of her mouth curved into a faintly mocking arc.

Seeing that he had been caught red-handed, the man smiled helplessly and slowly turned around. He had a handsome face. "Madam, I was just teasing you," he said.

The beauty raised her delicate eyebrows and said, "Oh? Is that so?"

Upon hearing this tone, Ruan Qingchen immediately kneeled down, embracing his own wife's legs and started crying loudly, "My dear wife, I was wrong. I shouldn't have stolen the money, but I just wanted to go out and have a few drinks."

Ling Xuewu rested her hand on her forehead and said, "Isn't it just going out with that Land Xuan? Husband, rest assured, he came to look for you a couple of days ago, but accidentally strained his waist. So, you can just stay here without worrying."

Ruan Qingchen: "Madam, are you sure it wasn't you who did it?"

Ling Xuewu slapped his face and said, "Is your wife the only thing on your mind?"

Ruan Qingchen pursed his lips and wanted to retort, but in order to avoid getting hit, he decided to keep quiet.

A burst of "fluttering" sound came, and a white dove flew in and landed on Ling Xuewu's hand. It untied the letter and examined it for a while.

Ling Xuewu's expression gradually became more serious. She stood up and told Ruan Qingchen, "Son Su is not dead, he was abducted by the leader of the Nightfeather Sect."

Ruan Qingchen's expression turned serious as he listened, saying, "Then we need to save people quickly."

"This is only natural. After all, if it weren't for Master Su back then, the two of us would never have ended up together."