Pampered Poisonous Royal Wife-Chapter 1139: Sudden Change (5)

She has always valued the cultivation of ancient martial arts but never neglected the convenience and power modern firearms and explosives bring.

In just a short span of time, An Yiqing and the fifty or sixty people she had brought with her had thrown all their handheld bombs into the crowd of ninjas, causing an ear-deafening noise that reverberated throughout the entire base camp.

Seated on tatami mats and deep in thought, Old Master An suddenly raised his head, his gaze sharply turning toward the outside of the room.

"What’s that noise?!"

An Zisheng, who had been distracted with concern for his three children, snapped back to attention and looked up in the direction of Old Master An’s gaze.

"Dad, this is..."

A succession of muffled booms resounded, with the ground beneath their feet slightly trembling.

An Zisheng and Old Master An looked down at the shaking ground, in thought for a moment. They then swiftly looked up at each other, eyes filled with shock.

"Could it be Niuniu has come?!"

Kong Shi and Old Lady An, unable to hear the sounds due to their lower cultivation, quickly stood up with a look of both worry and excitement in their eyes.

"What sound did you hear? What on earth is happening?"

An Zisheng turned to his mother and wife, "There’s a rumbling sound from afar, it sounds somewhat like bombs."

"Bombs?! Could Niuniu be in trouble?! Is the Tutian Family using bombs on Niuniu?!" Old Lady An and Kong Shi turned pale and exclaimed in alarm.

Quickly reassuring them, An Zisheng said, "Not necessarily, I think it’s more likely that Niuniu has brought bombs to attack the base camp. The Tutian Family venerates ninjutsu and martial prowess and look down on modern weaponry. It’s unlikely to be them."

Kong Shi and Old Lady An had just breathed a sigh of relief when a rustling noise began to emanate from a corner of the room.

Everyone’s hearts tightened once more as they watched warily towards the source of the sound.

Although the An Family members were prisoners, the Tutian Family did not overly mistreat them. Although not pampered, they were given a small wooden cabin with strict precautions.

It was just that the cabin was old and decrepit, with many fist-sized holes in the wooden boards.

At this time, the rustling noise came from beneath one of the walls.

Not long after, a man’s hand suddenly reached out from one of the holes. He seemed to gauge the size of the opening and then quickly withdrew the hand.

The four members of the An Family watched in silence, unsure whether the person was friend or foe.

After a little while, the hand that had disappeared came back. This time it held a sharp dagger.

He inserted the tip of the dagger into the largest hole and rotated it effortlessly, cutting through the wood as easily as slicing a cake.

Click, click, the weapon forged by the Patriarch of the Yu Family from Jinyin City truly lived up to its reputation for sharpness!

Simultaneously, a bright, childish face appeared at the opening. When he saw the stunned faces of the An Family, he visibly relaxed and smiled.

"Don’t panic, old man, I am one of the Blood Generals under the young miss, An Zhimei, also known as Number Nine. I’ve been ordered by the young miss to rescue you all."

An Zhimei chuckled, clearly a hundred people had come but only fifty or sixty fought alongside the young miss. That was because the only mission for the rest was to quietly rescue the An Family members.

Luring the tiger out of its mountain, their clever young miss employed this tactic with finesse.

"Young man, I know who you are. You’re that strong, baby-faced charmer, Little Mei." Old Master An remembered and slapped his thigh as he recalled.

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