The mistress has no feelings, why do you provoke her?

Inside the cave, all was deathly silent.

Yan Yan held her breath, not daring to make a sound, her small body pressed tightly against Mei's side.

His small hands trembled slightly in the darkness, but he gripped the dagger firmly, the blade gleaming coldly in the dim light.

Yan Yan secretly plotted how to eliminate these two uninvited guests without alerting more pursuers.

This was the first time in his life that he had such a real thought of killing someone.

Despite the overwhelming fear surging within him, his eyes revealed a resolute determination, without the slightest hint of regret.

He recalled his father's words: "To be merciful to your enemies is to be cruel to yourself."

The master also repeatedly emphasized that only by nipping all potential dangers in the bud can one be safe.

These words echoed in his mind, becoming a powerful force supporting his courage.

Mei keenly noticed the slight trembling in Yan Yan's body. He didn't say anything, but silently reached out and held Yan Yan's small hand tightly. In a voice that only the two of them could hear, he whispered, "Don't be afraid."

Mei's voice was steady and powerful. Although he was seriously injured and still somewhat weak, in his eyes, dealing with these two small fry was a piece of cake.

He doesn't need a two-year-old to protect him.

Yan Yan nodded gently, her movements extremely subtle, as if afraid of making the slightest sound.

Even though Mei had tried to comfort him, he still dared not relax in the slightest. Every nerve in his body was taut, like a fully drawn bow.

The situation outside was worrying. The uninvited guests had not only not left, but their footsteps were becoming clearer, indicating that they were getting closer to the cave entrance.

Yan Yan's heart was in his throat. He wasn't sure if the other person had already discovered the hidden entrance, and he was so nervous that he even held his breath.

As the footsteps drew closer, Yan Yan tensed up, every muscle poised to spring into action, her palms sweating profusely, her grip on the dagger so tight it was almost slippery.

Just when he thought the cave entrance was about to be discovered and a fierce battle was inevitable, the footsteps suddenly stopped.

Yan Yan tilted her head, pressed her ear against the cave entrance, and listened intently for a while. Once she was sure there was no more noise outside, she finally relaxed, exhaled a breath she had been holding for a long time, and muttered softly, "Finally gone."

However, Mei was not as optimistic as Yan Yan.

Since the three of them were able to find this cave, the pursuers are also very likely to find it as well.

Perhaps the other party has already discovered the entrance to the cave, but is wary of the situation inside and dares not enter rashly.

Perhaps those pursuers are going back to get reinforcements, planning to gather more manpower and make a comeback.

The thought of this possibility instantly made Mei's eyes become more and more serious, as if a heavy burden had been placed on her.

He endured the excruciating pain from his wounds and tried to mobilize his internal energy.

However, after all that effort, it turned out to be all in vain.

The injuries were too severe; they had damaged vital meridians, making it impossible to gather internal energy.

Helpless, Mei gently patted Yan Yan's shoulder, trying to make her voice sound calm: "Yan Yan, be careful and go outside to take a look. Carefully check how many footprints are at the cave entrance and around the cave, then come back and tell me as soon as possible."

"Understood, Master," Yan Yan replied crisply, and tiptoed out of the cave.

Once outside the cave, Yan Yan noticed that the grass near the entrance had been trampled into a mess, with the blades of grass flattened, indicating that many people had stopped there not long ago.

He looked up and saw that the rocks above the cave were also covered with messy footprints, which looked very suspicious.

Yan Yan looked around warily and found no one there; the uninvited guests seemed to have really left.

He dared not linger outside, so he quickly crouched down and retreated back into the cave, recounting everything he had seen to Mei.

Hearing this, Mei's face grew even more grim, and the heaviness in her eyes deepened.

It was obvious that the pursuers had discovered the cave, but they didn't rush in. The only reasonable guess was that they went back to get help.

“We have to get out of here immediately,” Mei decided without hesitation.

Yan Yan nodded vigorously, then a sly smile appeared on her face as she said to Mei, "Master, wait a minute, I need to prepare a special gift for them."

As soon as she finished speaking, Yan Yan flipped her little hand over, and several oval eggs appeared in her palm.

Upon seeing this, Mei's eyes widened instantly, her face filled with disbelief.

Just now, he was certain that Yan Yan's hands were empty, yet these eggs appeared out of thin air as if by magic.

Yan Yan grinned at Mei, revealing two cute little tiger teeth, and then carefully buried the eggs near the entrance of the hole.

After doing all this, he gently took Mei's hand and said in a low voice, "Master, let's go."

Mei nodded, and the two tiptoed out of the cave entrance, then turned and plunged into the dense forest.

At this moment, Mei thought to herself that Xiao Ji should still be in this mountain forest. If she could find him smoothly, that would be great. With the three of them together, they would have a better chance of dealing with the crisis.

After walking for about 15 minutes, several loud noises suddenly came from the mountains and forests.

Bang, bang bang...

The explosions were deafening, and the entire mountain forest was shaking.

"Hahaha, these big idiots must be stunned by the explosion." Yan Yan clutched her tummy, laughing so hard that tears were almost streaming down her face.

Seeing his expression, Mei asked the question that had been bothering her: "Yan Yan, where did all those strange and unusual things of yours come from?"

Yan Yan stopped laughing and asked Mei, "Master, if I said I am a soul from another world, would you believe me?"

He looked at Mei with clear eyes, his expression somewhat uneasy.

He knew from a young age that he was different from others, but he couldn't tell others.

Accompanying him was a small space.

There were many weapons there that he had never seen before, and the most numerous of them were bombs.

These things seem to be the wicked creations of some powerful being, who is skilled at making weapons of mass destruction. Besides bombs, there are also several long objects among them.

He tried to take those things out, but found they were too heavy to lift.

From then on, Yan Yan never touched those things again, but he vaguely knew that those things were incredibly powerful.

They could even easily kill a master, and perhaps even breach a city.

Mei frowned and stared at Yan Yan for a moment, then gently rubbed his head with her large hand.

He said in a solemn voice, "Xin, don't mention this to anyone again."

He was deeply shocked; Yan Yan was indeed the chosen one.

Perhaps, the history of Nanyue will be rewritten, who knows?