Chapter 915

Yu Shu Mei carefully observed the person who had just appeared, silently withdrawing her left foot that had stepped out.

"Little brat, you don't plan to try anymore? Your movement is indeed excellent, but today you probably won't be able to get out of here." Lu San ye said with a chuckle, "We've let you escape twice already; you say we shouldn't make some preparations?"

Yu Shu Mei suddenly spread her hands, "Fine, I surrender!"

Liu Yan:???

Damn it, this bastard!

He glanced again at the soldiers beside him, hesitating between fighting and surrendering for a moment, then helplessly lowered his head.

It's impossible to beat them.

He had never faced a grandmaster-level expert head-on, so he had no idea how strong these people were, or just how strong they could be.

But a few days ago, under Chen Wuji's command, a grandmaster expert sliced through and killed over a thousand of his rebel troops with a single blow—he knew this. One strike, over a thousand gone; the people around him probably wouldn't even be enough to withstand a single strike from that expert.

Resistance is meaningless.

"The Princess has surrendered, what point is there for me to persist? I surrender too!" Liu Yan shouted bluntly.

Yu Shu Mei fiercely stared at Liu Yan, her icy gaze like a blade.

Liu Yan seemed not to hear, shouting at Lu San ye, "Please, senior, give me and our Princess a little dignity; don't treat us like prisoners."

That bastard abandoned him first—what reason does he have left to continue protecting him?

Must sell!

As long as she successfully draws Chen Wuji's attention, he might still have a chance to turn things around.

Lu San ye chuckled and agreed, "Since you're the Princess, the old man will surely give you some preferential treatment. I've lived muddleheadedly for most of my life; today I've finally opened my eyes, actually seeing a real Princess."

"Old Six, seal their pressure points; we're heading back to report!"

"Yes!"

Yuan Lao Liu sheathed his sword, cautiously stepped forward, and sealed Yu Shu Mei's pressure points.

The art of sealing pressure points is similar to acupressure in some ways, yet has some essential differences.

Sealing pressure points means blocking certain crucial apertures, causing internal energy flow to stagnate and strength to drop; it's not as exaggerated as rumored—it cannot render someone immobile or completely seal away all their strength.

After restraining Yu Shu Mei, Yuan Lao Liu poked a few fingers at Liu Yan, his expression suddenly freezing: "You have no internal energy?"

"……" Liu Yan was deeply hurt by Yuan Lao Liu's contemptuous gaze, and he retorted unhappily, "Why do I need to cultivate internal energy? Just leading troops in battle should be enough."

"What you say makes some sense, but it's a waste of our manpower." Yuan Lao Liu acknowledged it with his lips, but his eyes remained full of undisguised contempt.

Liu Yan: ……

Ma de, if he weren't unable to beat him, he would have surely chopped this bastard to death today.

Lu San ye lightly jumped down from the tree branch, picked up the wooden pole that had been pressing under his buttocks, resembling a carrying pole, hoisted it onto his shoulder, and walked toward Yu Shu Mei, asking, "Princess, do you come from the Wudang Temple?"

Yu Shu Mei gave a gentle smile, "I'll tell you, senior—can you let me go?"

"Of course not." Lu San ye shook his head, "I'm this old and still serving others; Princess, don't make things difficult for me."

In that case, I can only ask for your forgiveness, senior—this is a sect secret, and I have nothing to say." Yu Shu Mei regretfully shook her head, paused, then added, "If you could help me secure a chance at survival, I wouldn't just tell you these secrets; I also have some extremely urgent news from the Rivers and Lakes, all of which are closely guarded—how about that?"

Lu San ye chuckled, "Princess, are you trying to negotiate a deal with me? Then give me a few simple examples—tell me what kind of closely guarded secrets these are."

"Are you, senior, trying to get something for nothing?"

"Little brat, I don't like hearing that talk—where does getting something for nothing come from? You state your terms; I ought to know whether what you're saying interests me or not."

"Indeed, senior, you're considerate." Yu Shu Mei said this in hindsight, yet her demeanor showed no sign of it—she was calm to the point of seeming like a dummy.

She paused, looking at the carrying pole Lu San ye had on his shoulder, "Senior, you use a knife, right?"

"Don't worry about that—just tell me what you know." Lu San ye waved his hand, "You little brat keep beating around the bush asking about my news; anyway, you can't beat me."

Yu Shu Mei's eye corner twitched slightly.

Hearing such straightforward talk made her quite angry.

"Not long ago, the world's second-ranked blade, Night Crying Lang, appeared; you've surely heard of it. I don't know if you're interested in this sword, but I know where it is, and with your strength, obtaining it should be a piece of cake." Yu Shu Mei said.

Lu San ye's expression shifted instantly, "Night Crying Lang has appeared?"

"Yes, it showed up a few months ago in the northern territories of the Uyghurs."

"This sword actually surfaced—I'm genuinely interested." Lu San ye said, "But just a clue about this sword isn't enough to trade for your freedom; what other news do you have?"

Yu Shu Mei gave Lu San ye a deep look, "I've heard that one of Commander Chen Jieshuai's wives comes from the Yanshan Qin Clan; this great family has recently had quite a few developments, all concerning Qin Lady—I wonder if you're interested?"

"No!" Lu San ye firmly shook his head, "That's something you should discuss with Commander Chen Jieshuai; telling me is useless. That's the commander's wife, not my old man's wife—why should I care about her natal clan?"

Yu Shu Mei's heart stirred slightly, but she kept her composure, saying calmly, "It seems you care only about Rivers and Lakes affairs?"

"Yes, but not much—if it's not on par with news about Night Crying Lang, don't bother mentioning it." Lu San ye sighed somewhat, "Asking me to intercede with the commander is difficult; for your freedom, I might have to serve him unto death and even implicate my descendants."

"Little brat, let me give you a suggestion: since you want to negotiate terms with me, you might as well be more generous—show me what good stuff you can offer, straight up, bribe me!"

"For example, Night Crying Lang—if you bring that sword directly to me, plus a few other things, I, the old man, guarantee with my life that I will ensure your freedom. If your sincerity is high enough, I could even personally escort you to the Capital."

"……"

Yu Shu Mei stared blankly for a moment.

I never expected this old man to be so shameless.

"Senior, you see—I have nothing of value on me right now; I came out in a rush and brought nothing worthwhile." Yu Shu Mei said, "If you're willing, I can take you to get it!"

If that were truly possible, she would actually be willing to give up some things.

"When even one's life cannot be guaranteed, no matter how precious external possessions are, they hold no meaning."

"But unfortunately, she currently has nothing of value on her person, so she can only try to keep talking."

"Little brat, you're not a Princess—just have someone send it over!" Lu San ye said.