On the other side, Fengjiu was sending the little girl home. She had planned to leave after sending her home, but the little girl cried and begged and pulled her in. She had no choice but to follow her into the yard.
Listening to the little girl chattering all the way, she knew that this courtyard was quite a distance away from the main courtyard in front. It was also where the old man of their Shu family lived on weekdays, so it was relatively quiet.
"Where is my grandfather?" The little girl looked around but couldn't see her grandfather, so she grabbed a maid and asked.
"Miss Eleven, the Third Elder just came to ask the old master to go to the front, and he left a while ago." The maid said, lowering her head, not daring to look at the beautiful woman in red.
"Then ask the kitchen to make us some delicious food and bring it to the pavilion." She said this with the look of a little adult, diligently acting as a little host to entertain the guests.
"Yes." The maid replied and then retreated.
Fengjiu sat in the pavilion with one hand on her cheek, watching, and felt that although this little girl was young, she was able to do things in a capable manner. It was just that she would sometimes make mistakes in saying certain idioms, but at this age, this was already considered good, because she had the innocence and kindness of a child, as well as the aura of a girl from an aristocratic family.
The people in the small kitchen worked very quickly. In about half an incense stick of time, the dishes were served one after another. The two people, one adult and one child, were eating in this quiet courtyard, feeling very comfortable.
"Aunt Beauty, this is my favorite dish. It's so delicious." The little girl picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into her mouth. She ate it with a satisfied look on her face, and recommended it to Fengjiu.
Fengjiu was not polite and tried a little of each dish. Although the dishes tasted good, her taste had been spoiled by the previous cook. She felt that no matter how delicious the dishes were, they could not compare to those made by the previous cook. Therefore, she put down her chopsticks after eating a little bit full.
However, just as Feng Jiu stood up and walked around to help digest the food, she suddenly felt a wave of movement in the air. She raised her eyebrows slightly and released her spiritual sense to explore...
At this time, in front of the Shu family's gate, corpses were scattered everywhere, blood was flowing, and the smell of blood filled the air. Moreover, as they fought, a strong aura filled the air.
The people of the Shu family were covered with wounds of varying sizes. Standing in front of the Shu family's gate were the head of the Shu family and the old man of the Shu family. At this time, the hand of the head of the Shu family holding the sword was bleeding, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth that had not been wiped away.
The old man of the Shu family had no injuries on his body, but his face was a little pale, as if he was holding back something. The next moment, a mouthful of blood spurted out with a "pu" sound.
"Father!"
"Old Master!"
"grandfather!"
As the exclamations rang out, Old Master Shu raised his hand, signaling them not to worry. After wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he looked at the people in front of him and asked in a calm voice: "What do you want before you stop!"
"Stop? Hahahahaha!"
One of the men, who looked only in his forties or fifties, laughed with his head raised, stroking his beard with one hand, his eyes full of ruthlessness: "I specially invited a few immortals to come and lend me a hand. Do you think I will stop? Your Shu family and our Ruan family have been enemies for hundreds of years, but unfortunately we have never had a chance. Now, with the Four Great Emperors backing us up, how could I let go of such a good opportunity!"