The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 954: Can’t Escape the Palm of My Hand

Chapter 954: Chapter 954: Can’t Escape the Palm of My Hand

"If someone is waiting, then let the waiting one close their eyes—that will suffice!" Lin Caisang said directly.

Did they really think they were easy to bully? Someone had followed them here to attack, and were they supposed to just offer up their faces for more beatings?

"Close their eyes? How do you... uh!"

Jiang Zuo started to ask, but before he could finish, he had already understood what his mistress meant.

Internally, he gave his mistress a big thumbs up and silently exclaimed, "Mistress, you are truly domineering, even thinking of directly killing that person, huh."

But that person wasn’t a vegetarian either, right?

Moreover, he felt that person was like a turtle, always hiding in the dark, and even if they had a way, without finding him, they couldn’t do anything to him, could they?

"Zhe Jue, you go and assign people, since we have those with good lightness skills and those with poor ones, then let the skilled ones carry the less skilled. Run whoever can run, we’ll talk after they’ve reached the other side."

Lin Caisang looked at the crowd and ordered Zhe Jue.

"Everyone, Prince Mo has already tried. He carried me, who has no martial arts, to the opposite side. At the time when the vortex’s pull was at its strongest, we managed to keep steady on the other side. Later, as long as everyone can hold onto something nearby, like the trunk of a tree, there should be no problem getting out of danger."

She looked at those people, addressing them.

"If you really can’t resist the pull of the vortex, I have carefully observed from the other side before. There are some large rocks that, at the very least, can make your body seem heavier. If your lightness skills are not up to par, you should have the strength to hold onto a rock, right?"

After hearing her words, the crowd thought the idea was feasible. Although holding rocks seemed somewhat demeaning, compared to their current, miserable situation, they would be willing to hold onto a pig, let alone a rock.

"Yes, what the lady said is absolutely right."

Finally, someone stood up and spoke to Lin Caisang.

"The vortex is inanimate, but we are alive. Are we, so many people, really unable to defeat a dead thing? As long as we can escape, why not try it? It’s better than starving to death here!"

"Heh, that’s wishful thinking."

Suddenly, a chilling voice came from afar. The crowd looked up to see a man in a black robe standing not far from them, emanating a faint purple aura, his face not visible.

"Who... who are you?"

The people asked, retreating in fear.

Because the robed figure was standing right at the activation point of the vortex, the crowd heard a ’boom,’ and the vortex began to spin.

Those who had witnessed the vortex’s power before, who would dare approach it? They all retreated.

"So you finally show yourself."

Lin Caisang stepped forward, confronting the robed figure.

But as soon as she stepped out, Ya Molian pulled her back and tucked her behind himself.

Lin Caisang: "..."

She had the Golden Bead Space, so nothing would happen to her. All she wanted was to draw the person out.

What was her Brother Molian in such a hurry for?

"Sui Zimo, I’ve told you, you can’t escape the palm of my hand!" The robed figure stood there, slowly sensing the vortex spinning faster and faster, the purple mist growing thicker, blowing his long robe to flutter behind him endlessly.

Yet, no matter how strong the pull of the vortex, it seemed to not move him an inch.