Chapter 164: The Desire for Advancement

The conflict erupted in an instant.

The person who had just entered the warehouse hadn't even had time to make a move before the two lads over there raised their blades and clubs, closing in directly.

That person hurriedly parried, cursing in their heart.

Too reckless!

When they first saw these two, they had intended to try and bluff them, but who knew these two would start fighting the moment they came up!

They wouldn't listen to a word of sophistry!

The Mu Family brothers, however, only cared about excitedly engaging them.

The two of them wouldn't worry about so much.

Their father/uncle had said that the Patrol Guard Division was a place that followed rules and was very strict; as long as they encountered something suspicious, they could strike first. We are in the right!

Win the fight first, then talk!

If there is Merit to be earned, grab it for yourself first!

Even if they were held accountable afterward, they could still strike back with righteous indignation.

As a former noble family, even if they had been marginalized for many years, they still maintained their pride.

Therefore, the Mu Family brothers, having been taught this way since childhood, could be said to have no hesitation when it came to taking action.

That person's behavior just now was suspicious, their aura was wretched, and they hadn't identified themselves at the first opportunity, nor were there any witnesses; of course, one should fight first and talk later!

What if they fought the wrong person?

Then they fought the wrong person!

You violated the regulations by not reporting in advance, so you deserve to be beaten!

Within a few breaths, the three of them fought from inside the warehouse to the outside.

The Mu Family brothers saw that the guards originally stationed outside had all fallen to the ground, their status unknown: "Thieves!"

Mu Jun shouted, his attacks becoming even more ruthless, every step a killing blow.

His confidence was also bolstered.

The scorching sun shone down, and all three of them were panting heavily.

Teenagers fighting seemed entirely reckless and heedless, yet after a few exchanges, one would discover that these two brothers were actually cooperating with tacit understanding.

That person blocked a blade strike, but caught off guard, took a blow from a club; their entire arm ached, and they looked at the Mu Family brothers with venomous eyes.

Yet likewise, the Mu Family brothers looked at that person with ill intent as well.

Like two young wild wolves, they revealed a bloodthirsty, fierce glint after locking onto their prey.

That person:??

Is this reasonable?!

To have such eyes at their age, and with blade-work that was heavy and fierce, following a strict style—they didn't look like they came from a wild background!

Where did these two come from?

They no longer hesitated and quickly turned to run. Pushing off the wall for leverage, they moved across the wall top as if on flat ground, and in the blink of an eye, with one leap, they vaulted over the fence.

The Mu Family brothers followed in succession, kicking off the wall to vault over, their gazes locked firmly onto the target ahead.

That person seemed very familiar with the patrol layout here; although they were acting in a hurry, their escape route bypassed the areas where the guards were most dense.

The Mu Family brothers were still lacking in experience when it came to pursuing such seasoned individuals.

The distance between the two sides grew, and that person vaulted over a wall again, likely wanting to show disdain for the Mu Family brothers behind them, as they spread their arms while jumping the wall.

An Arrow flew through the air like a shooting star, locking onto the target with extreme precision.

Swish!

The person, who hadn't even finished spreading their arms, let out a miserable shriek and fell to the ground.

The Mu Family brothers, who were pursuing from behind, saw this scene, and the expressions on their faces instantly shattered.

All their excitement turned into annoyance.

Seeing this Arrow, they knew who had taken the shot. The Arrow carried momentum, and they could judge who was holding the bow through the momentum of the Arrow's flight.

Like that Arrow just now, it carried a special kind of momentum. The Mu Family brothers could not describe in words what kind of feeling that was.

If they really had to say it, it was that the moment the Arrow hit the target, the words "Merit +1" inexplicably popped into their heads.

They had recognized the people when they entered the Patrol Guard Division.

Who held what rank and what weapon they excelled at—they had learned it all. Even if they couldn't figure it out themselves, Commander Mu would explain it clearly to them. This was the benefit of being born into a great family and having someone to lead the way.

When that thief was shot down by an arrow, they understood that Commander Lei had already arrived.

The Merit that had been within their grasp was more than half lost in an instant.

The brothers were almost moved to tears of frustration.

Not angry at others, but angry at themselves.

So useless!

Still not capable enough!

Otherwise, they could have captured this thief in front of the warehouse and wouldn't have let the thief escape so far, only to be intercepted by Commander Lei!

Extra training!

Extra training as soon as they get back!!

Their blood had been boiling just a moment ago, but now that they had calmed down, the huge emotional gap left the brothers silent for a moment.

Commander Lei had already brought people over; his arrow just now hadn't hit the thief's vital points, and the person was currently wailing on the ground.

Signaling his subordinates to tie up the thief, Commander Lei then looked at the sweating and dejected Mu Family brothers and asked, "Are you—from the warehouse side? Is there anyone left guarding over there?"

Mu Feng looked at Mu Jun.

Mu Jun was, after all, two years older, and he had paid attention to the surroundings while chasing the thief, so he hesitated and said, "I think my aunt went over there."

Commander Lei asked in surprise: "That young lady of the Mu Family? Just her alone?"

The Mu Family brothers were bewildered and at a loss.

Ah, what's wrong with that?

On the other side.

The Mu Family brothers chased after the thieves, and almost the moment they left, another figure entered the warehouse.

This person was sturdy and powerful, with a build very similar to a certain laborer who managed the warehouse for the Patrol Guard Division.

And it was merely similar.

He had just caught a glimpse of the backs of those two greenhorns as they chased out, and he sneered silently.

Those two brats were still inexperienced; they were easily lured away.

If they were going to sneak into the warehouse, they certainly wouldn't rely on just one person.

If the person in front could succeed directly, he would provide support. Now that he saw the situation had changed, the other party was responsible for drawing away the guards, and he would quickly fill the gap.

Hurry up!

He walked quickly to the door of a separate small compartment inside the warehouse and took out a key.

They had long since figured out the storage location of the "Immortal Pill." Or rather, they knew exactly what was kept in which part of these warehouses; it was just that there had never been anything worth them making a move for.

Now that the "Immortal Pill" had appeared, they had known about it from the very first day it was brought in.

He had already obtained the key to this place in advance, as long as—

He approached with a key in hand, only to discover that there were three locks hanging on it.

Three locks of different models.

"..

There used to be only one lock here!

Who would have thought that after placing the Immortal Pill, they actually added two more locks!

How could one key open three different locks?

A small accident occurred, but it didn't matter, the problem wasn't big, and fortunately he had brought lock-picking tools!

It would just take a bit more time.

The Patrol Guard Division's locks were not that easy to open; he hoped they could hold them off outside and buy him a little more time to pick the locks.

Just as he was about to get to work, he suddenly stopped and turned to look toward the doorway.

At this moment, a young woman was standing at the warehouse entrance.

She was also wearing the clothes of a laborer and looked quite sharp, but looking again at her delicate and gentle face, she didn't seem to be a threat.

It looked like another connection-hire stuffed in by some powerful official.

Oh, right, he had heard that a young lady had newly arrived at the Patrol Guard Division, also as a laborer, but she was from a noble family.

Pfft, a noble family?

Hadn't there been enough jokes made by noble families? Just a fancy pillow stuffed with straw!

She was carrying a food box, panting, her face slightly flushed, as if she had run all the way here.

Her gaze was fixed tightly on this side, and her voice trembled slightly due to the rise and fall of her emotions: "Who are you? I haven't seen you before!"

The man hid his lock-picking tools as he turned around.

When asked for his identity, he didn't panic at all and said with great confidence: "I'm here for duty too. You're new, right, Miss? It's normal not to recognize me."

He took out his Patrol Guard Division laborer's waist token, walked over, and said with a clearly teasing tone: "Young lady, let's get to know each other—"

As he walked over, a short blade quietly slid from his sleeve.

The young woman at the door seemed to want to say something; she was a bit agitated, or perhaps she looked frightened.

Whether it was because she was too scared, the handle of the food box was twisted off by her.

She hurriedly set the food box aside, and as the other person walked over, she didn't retreat but instead advanced.

In the blink of an eye, silver light flashed, and she held a blade in one hand.

The brief process of the blade leaving its sheath was incredibly smooth, as practiced as eating or drinking water.

If one's eyesight were any worse, one would feel as if the blade had popped out on its own.

Sunlight shone in from the narrow window, but it didn't add much light to the interior, and most of the warehouse remained dim.

But that ray of sunlight reflected in her eyes was startlingly bright.

Her gaze from just a moment ago had been merely slightly agitated, but now it had become incomparably scorching.

That man:

Damn?

He suddenly stopped short, his expression switching to one of great seriousness, and he hurriedly said: "Wait! Miss, there might be a misunderstanding here!"

Your opening stance is not right!

This girl's initial reaction had made him underestimate the enemy and make a wrong judgment, and now looking at this posture—

This is bad!

Where did these people come from?!

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