The Master's Mask Unveiled Again-Chapter 995 - 994: Give a Chance to Save the Damsel in Distress!

Chapter 995: Chapter 994: Give a Chance to Save the Damsel in Distress!

Lu Mian released Xi Mei’s neck, her fingers lazily twirling the dagger. The continuously rotating blade gleamed coldly, brimming with aggression.

Since Hong Junhua hit Yuanyuan for Xi Mei’s sake, then Xi Mei should return the favor with a slap.

The Jing Family owed Yuanyuan, and she intended to collect every single debt.

Xi Mei, newly freed, scrambled five steps away, clutching her stomach.

"You’re insane!" Asking her to slap her own mother-in-law—on what grounds?

"You must be crazy! What did we ever do to you? Do you even know I’m the wife of the Chixia Sect Master?"

Lu Mian casually nodded. "Yes, I’m here for you."

Xi Mei still hadn’t realized who she had provoked today or the scale of disaster she had invited upon herself. After staring at Lu Mian’s clothes for a moment, clarity dawned.

"You’re here to stand up for Jing Chun?!"

"Her name isn’t Jing Chun; it’s Sui Yuan." Lu Mian replied flatly, her fingertip lightly flicking the dagger blade. "I’ll give you three seconds."

Lu Mian was always concise, speaking only of the essentials.

Jing Pei and Jing Che shivered simultaneously. Even during Chixia Sect’s missions, they would exchange more words with their targets, but Lu Mian—she was as professional as any assassin; the epitome of someone ruthless and taciturn.

Yet both of them understood full well: Xi Mei was no pushover!

As expected, upon discovering Lu Mian was here for Sui Yuan, Xi Mei’s demeanor turned dismissive. At the end of the day, wasn’t this just a hot-headed, violent teenage girl? A stereotypical TV drama wannabe, likely picking up lessons from the screen.

Ha! On Chixia Sect’s territory, did she really believe she could stir up chaos?

Xi Mei pat her stomach, putting on that pitifully weak facade.

"Listen, young lady. I’m pregnant right now. Don’t let a fleeting impulse lead you to reckless harm. If anything happens to me, you’ll regret it for the rest of your life! Apologize to us right now and get your parents over here to discuss compensation! Otherwise, I’ll go straight to your school and get you expelled!"

Students—mention involving their parents or school, and they would surely panic.

Lu Mian, however, was thinking of one thing: The three seconds were up.

She casually reached into her pocket.

Xi Mei, hands on hips, grew more arrogant.

"Don’t think wielding a knife makes you invincible. I don’t believe you dare do anything to me!"

Amid Xi Mei’s incessant chatter, she saw Lu Mian take out a phone and dial a number.

She couldn’t make out what was said on the other end—only that Lu Mian spoke nonchalantly: "Zero, bring your tools. Come to Chixia Sect for a Caesarean section."

With just that sentence, she hung up.

Xi Mei was utterly stunned and instinctively hugged her stomach.

"What—what—what are you trying to do?! You better not act recklessly!"

Lu Mian lowered her gaze, a faint sneer escaping her lips, her tone languid yet calm: "Do you even know who’s standing before you?"

The young girl bore a cold, cruel, and disdainful glare at Xi Mei. Her thin lips curved with wicked charm, delivering the final blow: "The wandering souls under my hand outnumber your Chixia Sect disciples."

Whether during her days of captivity or through countless journeys across romantic tales, the toll accumulated was more than even she could recall.

!!!

Xi Mei wavered, barely able to hold herself upright.

Xiao Qimo and Jing Pei both displayed differing degrees of astonishment.

They suddenly understood the meaning behind her earlier claim: "Not a good person."

"Ah!!!" Xi Mei suddenly screamed hysterically. Regardless of whether the girl’s claims were true or false, she was terrified.

Her son—her precious treasure—how could it be treated like this?!

Xi Mei shrieked in a frenzy, finally drawing Jing Heng, who had been managing sect affairs, to the scene.

Jing Heng, arriving with a batch of disciples, took one look at the chaos inside the hall and flew into a rage!

As soon as Lu Mian spotted Jing Heng’s arrival, she stopped spinning the dagger in her hand, as if she had been waiting for him all along.

Jing Heng’s rage burned as he glanced at his mother’s bloody forehead and his wife’s terrified expression. Without hesitation, he signaled all Chixia Sect disciples to surround Lu Mian.

Among these disciples were Mo Fan, an injured Jiu Ping, and several other wounded individuals gathered near him.

Mo Fan naturally positioned himself behind Xiao Qimo, emotionlessly asking, "Sir, shall we intervene?"

"..." Xiao Qimo paused, swept Mo Fan a steady glance, then replied calmly, "Want to help? You think you can take her kills?"

He was well aware that Lu Mian didn’t need any assistance.

After all, even if someone did try to help, they wouldn’t snag any credit.

Mo Fan: ...just—quite demoralized, honestly.

Lu Mian attacked with precision and ruthlessness, aiming for vital spots without dealing fatal blows. Every move ensured her opponents were incapacitated, left utterly exposed.

Anyone she struck wouldn’t be able to immediately rise and fight again.

Turn-based combat? Not an option.

Soon, the hall of the main building turned into a battleground—a chaotic mess. Yet Lu Mian remained composed, her outfit immaculate and her breathing steady.

The Chixia Sect disciples initially charged relentlessly, but as they stared at the growing piles of injured comrades on the floor, their momentum faltered entirely; no one dared step forward again.

Jiu Ping, overwhelmed with shock, collapsed back onto the floor. His fractured leg sustained further devastating hits.

Yesterday, he truly escaped death ...

This girl—she was too skilled!

So many people were unable to contain her, leaving Jing Heng as their sole hope...

Seeing the multitude of wounded disciples, Jing Heng naturally wouldn’t stand idly by. He roared furiously, seemingly mustering all his strength, as he approached Lu Mian.

"I underestimated you!" Even now, Jing Heng retained his condescending attitude.

"Son, kill her! Kill this little bitch!" Hong Junhua clutched her bleeding forehead, hatred pouring toward Lu Mian.

Xi Mei, seeing hope, fueled the fire: "Husband, she wants to harm our son. Quickly, save me..."

Upon hearing this, Jing Heng’s fury reached a boiling point.

Lu Mian seemed completely unfazed. The warm-up activities had left her comfortably loosened up, although she felt a bit overheated. Casually, she removed her military training jacket.

With a flick of her finger, she tossed the jacket coolly into Mo Fan’s arms.

Without wasting a single word, she charged directly at Jing Heng.

Her clothes billowed, her fists whipped through the air.

Within seconds, Lu Mian had exchanged several moves with Jing Heng.

Jiu Ping watched from the side, and seeing the Sect Master himself take action, his spirits rose. He turned to the nearby disciples and said, "Watch, Lu Mian’s done for this time."

"When the Sect Master steps in, she’s finished!"

"Hasn’t been taught her place yet..."

"Serves her right! A girl like that—how much trouble can she possibly stir?"

A group of men crouched in the corner, sneering and mocking Lu Mian in a mix of delight and petty spite.

Mo Fan held Lu Mian’s jacket nearby, his brows furrowed with concern. "Sir, should I help out? The Sect Master’s skills seem to match yours..."

Xiao Qimo’s expression remained calm, his lips pressed into a straight line without a word. But his fists, hidden under his sleeves, had secretly gathered strength. If Jing Heng displayed even a hint of injuring Lu Mian, he would intervene.

However—

He quietly observed the fight between the two in the center of the hall. With each strike and counterstrike, Lu Mian was entirely in control, never once falling into a disadvantage!

Not even an opportunity for him to be the knight in shining armor!

What left everyone in disbelief came ten minutes later—

Jing Heng took a powerful blow to the chest and fell to his knees with a loud thud.

Lu Mian raised her right leg, planting it unabashedly and with overwhelming humiliation onto Jing Heng’s back.

The entire hall erupted in shock and silence!

Yet the victorious girl lazily rested her arms on her knee, leaned forward slightly, and looked down at them from above: "Anyone else?"

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