Cannon-Fodder Heiress Turns the Tables by Fortune-Telling

Chapter 1290: Chapter 1286: This Identity Is Really Convenient

Dragon Spirit clapped his hands, and Ma San, who was squatting in the corner of the courtyard, immediately sprang into action, activating the trapped array that Dragon Spirit had prepared earlier.

He had been holding back for quite a while, waiting for all these people to enter the range of the trapped array before starting his move, aiming to catch them all in one go.

When Ma San was lifted up, he was still in a daze, but he knew very well the weight of Mr. Long’s presence, and naturally did whatever he was told.

Only now, seeing the people clad in black night suits densely packed on the rooftop, occupying every attack position, did he suddenly realize.

It turned out his role was to wait until these people were caught like turtles in a jar. By closing that door, they could go on a dog-beating spree.

Dragon Spirit was very satisfied with the trapped array he set up, looking at those in night suits with cold and terrified eyes, he couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

"You guys came quite fast, it’s just a pity that your luck is a bit bad this time, having encountered me. Now you have two choices.

First, surrender obediently, and I will leave you a whole corpse. Second, let you taste what is worse than death!"

Privately, Dragon Spirit hoped they would choose the second option. He had taken quite a few good things from the Gu God Hall back then.

But due to Yun Ran and the Special Administration Bureau’s people occasionally watching him, those things he brought out had never had any chance to be used.

Now there is an opportunity for open trial, and he couldn’t help but feel a bit excited.

The people who were trapped obviously didn’t know what Dragon Spirit was thinking. They only felt that his words were all provocation.

For someone who had never been defeated, such taunts only made them more frenzied.

"Take action!"

Tens of people, in perfect coordination, drew their weapons, each move precise and efficient.

Initially, they didn’t take the trapped array set by Dragon Spirit seriously. They had seen and even easily broken more powerful arrays.

However, the reality was cruel despite their optimistic imagination.

Countless sword and blade lights slashed at the trapped array, but it resulted only in a cacophony of noise, without so much as a crack appearing.

The noise finally alarmed the base’s inhabitants.

The night patrol immediately rang the alarm bell they carried, waking those who were still asleep.

"What happened? Why is there fighting all of a sudden?"

Some people ran out of their rooms without even properly dressed, following the sound quickly to the courtyard where Dragon Spirit and others were.

The dozens of people in night suits, known as ghosts, found it was their first time being watched by so many during a mission.

This feeling was very unsettling for them.

Experts in assassination and massacre, they felt as if they were being watched like monkeys.

The leader saw that despite their vigorous efforts, the trapped array remained intact, and he was at a loss.

Those who arrived, witnessing the scene before them, were all at a loss.

When they saw the courtyard, which had cost a fortune to build, with many roof tiles broken and the master-carved beams full of hack marks...

This courtyard, one of the best in the whole base, was usually too precious to let anyone stay, and now it was in such a state, causing heartbreak to spread among many of them.

"Who is that man laughing like a flower? And who are those in night suits, and what’s with their numbers? What on earth are they trying to do?"

Everyone in Mei City knew this base was listed under the Xuan Sect Association.

Since they were later infiltrated by people from the Dark Hall, neither the Xuan Sect Association nor the clandestine forces of the Xuan Sect dared to provoke them easily.

If it weren’t for the unclear situation, they would have loved to rush in and capture everyone appearing in the courtyard and skin them alive.

"Who are you, and why are you causing trouble in Xuan Sect Association’s base? Aren’t you afraid of accountability?"

Dragon Spirit, who had been watching those in black hacking at the trapped array, was reminded by the questioning voice from a distance that no one at this base had seen him.

Looking at those people excitedly, he instructed Ma San, without turning his head: "You deal with it!"

Initially, Dragon Spirit rather disdained Ma San as a sidekick, but now he found him somewhat useful.

"Yes."

Ma San immediately stepped out from the shadows, his face showing none of the previous humility when facing Yun Ran and Dragon Spirit.

He looked at the people continually coming from the Xuan Sect base with a cold gaze: "This is none of your business, so scram!"

"You... you are Brother Ma..."

Upon recognizing the newcomer as Ma San, the base people suddenly realized they might have offended someone.

Even though Ma San was only the Coachman of Lord Divine Envoy, they dare not easily offend him. Even when hitting a dog, one must look at the owner.

"Brother Ma, we... we will leave at once."

Those from the base who had arrived quickly now left even quicker, disappearing in the blink of an eye from around the courtyard.

Witnessing this scene, Dragon Spirit suddenly understood why Yun Ran faked being that damned Lord Divine Envoy — that identity was incredibly useful.

Dragon Spirit, his eyes turning, thought about what kind of identity to get for himself.

Back when he dealt with the mess at Death Mountain, it was him, so he knew quite a lot about those Black Robed People’s information. If he were to pretend, he certainly wouldn’t give it away.

As for those rapidly leaving the base, their minds were in turmoil, immediately organizing into small groups, quietly whispering among themselves.

"The commotion is so big, do you think it might alarm others in Mei City? And if people find out, would that expose our ties with the Dark Hall..."

Those speaking did so in low voices, only audible to those nearby.

He didn’t have the nerve to say the rest, but the few present clearly understood the unspoken words.

Their alliances with the Dark Hall were mainly to gain benefits, not to abandon their statuses and positions in the open society.

If things really blew up, it wouldn’t do them any good.

"Say less of such things. What those people over there intend to do isn’t for us to manage, let’s pretend we saw nothing tonight!"

The few immediately nodded, agreeing that as long as they pretended not seeing anything, it wouldn’t concern them.

They all thought their voices were low enough, and their plans naturally wouldn’t be found out.

But what they didn’t know was that Dragon Spirit’s Dragon Soul had already covered the whole base, no clue could escape his ears and eyes.