Chapter 1313: Seeking Help

Drolma spoke to Liang Yue with complete honesty. "Please forgive me, but we in the resistance army must remain cautious at all times."

"Because the lackeys of those chieftains will use every despicable and underhanded method against us."

"You saved my life. If you truly were a running dog for the chieftains, the worst that would happen is I die here. I wouldn't be dragging my brothers down with me!"

Liang Yue didn't say much. She simply nodded.

At that moment, Zhang Yi, who had long been unable to contain himself, emerged from Mu Yan's spatial dimension.

The instant he appeared, Drolma immediately assumed a defensive posture, staring at him with a face full of caution.

"Who are you?"

Zhang Yi raised a hand toward her. "No need to be tense. I'm like her, someone from the outside."

Drolma stared at Liang Yue, trying to read something from her expression.

Liang Yue said to her, "He is our leader. You can trust him."

Drolma cautiously asked Zhang Yi, "Are you here to help us?"

Zhang Yi couldn't help but laugh.

"To help you?"

You're quite the optimist, aren't you?

Zhang Yi rubbed his nose. "You could say that. Hmm, I'm quite curious about your resistance army. But this time, you're the one who reached out to us. Tell me, what are you planning to do?"

Seeing Zhang Yi's attitude, Drolma's expression turned exceptionally serious.

However, for this visit, she had already steeled her resolve and prepared herself for sacrifice.

Given that things had come to this point, she might as well give it a try.

She continued to look at Liang Yue, the woman who had saved her, whom she trusted more.

"Benefactor, last time you saved us and those poor serfs. I know you are a kind person!"

"So I am here to beg you to help us!"

Liang Yue glanced at Zhang Yi and asked, "What do you want us to do?"

Drolma looked at Liang Yue, then at Zhang Yi, hesitating to speak.

After thinking for a moment, she finally spoke cautiously, "We have an operation coming up. If we encounter you all then, I hope you can show some mercy."

"Or... perhaps help provide some cover for us."

She spoke vaguely, clearly not yet fully trusting Zhang Yi and Liang Yue.

But Zhang Yi quite admired her.

Caution was the right approach.

Though Drolma was being evasive, Zhang Yi could see through the gist of it.

"You're planning to cause trouble during the Prayer Festival, aren't you?"

He said to Drolma with a smile.

Drolma's pupils contracted, and she then sneered, "You seem to be rather presumptuous, sir."

Zhang Yi scoffed. "Is this your attitude when asking for help? If you truly want our assistance, show some sincerity."

Liang Yue also said to Drolma, "Drolma, this is our captain. If you really need help, you can tell him."

Drolma gritted her teeth, her heart filled with hesitation.

Their resistance army did indeed need powerful aid.

They had heard about the previous battle with the Four Great Families.

They knew the Pagyi Family had hired a group of extremely powerful mercenaries, so strong that even the Dharma-protecting Vajras of Sangha Monastery were no match for them.

This news had filled Drolma and the others with immense joy.

To ensure the success of their upcoming operation, they had decided to contact Liang Yue.

They hoped that deep down, these people were kind and would help the resistance army.

At the very least, they hoped they wouldn't attack them when the time came.

Drolma took a deep breath. She looked at Zhang Yi and Liang Yue and said, "Can I tell you the story of our resistance army?"

Zhang Yi raised an eyebrow. "Go ahead."

He wasn't sure what this woman was trying to do, but listening wouldn't hurt.

Drolma began to tell the story of the resistance army.

To be honest, her narrative skills weren't particularly strong; they were quite ordinary.

And the story she told was pretty much what Zhang Yi had imagined.

It was nothing more than this: after the Apocalypse, the four great chieftain families completely took over the Southwest Region, turning all the free people into their household slaves.

They used these serfs arbitrarily, killed them, even cruelly executed them to make ritual implements, and even ate them.

Then, some people who refused to be enslaved rose up and formed a resistance army against the four great chieftain families. Blah blah blah~

Drolma spoke with a pained expression.

Zhang Yi listened with little interest, simply because the story was too cliché. He had seen too many similar scenarios back in Tianhai City. How could he be easily moved?

Drolma was indeed trying to move Zhang Yi and Liang Yue, to get them to help her.

But as Zhang Yi listened, he remained a cold observer, showing no signs of being moved.

This couldn't help but make Drolma feel a bit anxious.

"In short, I hope you both understand. Our resistance army truly represents the interests of the people of the Snowy Plateau Region!"

"Everything we do is to liberate those enslaved people."

"You both possess great power. Please, do not aid the wicked by helping those cruel and despicable chieftains!"

Zhang Yi said calmly, "Get to the point. What exactly do you want us to help you with? And what can you offer us in return?"

He only liked making deals, not being subjected to moral blackmail.

Drolma took a deep breath and then slowly said, "As I said, for our upcoming operation, if we encounter you, we hope you can help provide cover. At the very least, don't attack our people."

In Zhang Yi's ear, Yang Xinxin's reminder sounded. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

"Brother, do you remember that incident we encountered on the road when we first arrived in the Snowy Region?"

Yang Xinxin's words instantly reminded Zhang Yi of what had happened that day.

On the road, they had encountered the Lord of the Charnel Ground kowtowing around the snowy mountain.

They had also encountered a group of resistance army soldiers ambushing the Lord of the Charnel Ground.

Zhang Yi seemed to grasp a certain connection.

Yang Xinxin continued, "Those resistance fighters who attacked the Lord of the Charnel Ground back then were all very powerful. They were likely the main force of the resistance army."

"I think the resistance army might be planning to take advantage of the Prayer Festival to rescue them."

"According to the traditions of the esoteric sect, on the day of the Prayer Festival, they hold a grand ceremony."

"At that time, they use ritual implements made from human body parts and take lives as offerings in prayer to the Buddhas and deities."

"If I'm not mistaken, they will execute those resistance fighters who attacked the Lord of the Charnel Ground at that time. And in reality, they are also using them as bait to lure out the rest of the resistance army."

With just a few simple words, Yang Xinxin had deduced almost the entire situation.

Even Zhang Yi couldn't help but exclaim, "Impressive!"

Yang Xinxin merely smiled and said, "It's not that hard to deduce. I think this is likely an open scheme. They are doing this deliberately, yet they also anticipate that the resistance army, knowing it's a trap, will still jump in."

"And now, they've come knocking on our door. If they weren't forced into a corner, why would they seek help from outsiders whose backgrounds they don't even know?"

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