He Yuzhu returns in Siheyuan

Chapter 602 Old 3 is injured

Zhang Jue heard this as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world. In his eyes, He Yuzhu was just an insignificant ant, and an ant actually wanted to bring down an elephant. This was simply a foolish dream! How could the elephant not find it funny?

Zhang Jiao looked at He Yuzhu with a joking expression, a smug smile on his face: "Okay, the third brother will succeed soon, let's see what you will do then."

He Yuzhu stared at Zhang Jiao closely, his eyes as calm as water, as if he was not affected at all by the other party's words. Although his heart was already turbulent, he knew that at this critical moment, he must not let Zhang Jiao see his true thoughts.

After all, even if they lost now, he must not show weakness, because once he showed weakness, not only would Zhang Jue become more complacent, but he might also kill him and his companions.

Therefore, no matter what, He Yuzhu must grit his teeth and persevere. Only in this way will all the plans they have carefully planned before not be in vain.

At this time, the third brother and the old man exchanged two more punches, but the result was still a draw. The third brother realized that it was probably not a solution to continue like this, and he couldn't lose his life here. So, he made a quick decision and decided to retreat first, thinking that there was always a way out.

The third brother turned and left, his steps seemed a little hurried. He knew in his heart that this failure was only temporary, and he would come back to get revenge when he had the chance in the future. As for Zhang Jue and his men, none of them could escape his revenge.

The old man watched the figure of the third brother walking away, but he did not relax his vigilance. He knew the cunningness of the third brother very well, so he immediately called a few disciples and ordered them to chase the third brother to confirm whether he had really left.

After the disciples took the order and left, the old man turned around, looked at his eldest disciple, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, let's go back first and leave this to them."

The eldest disciple instantly understood the deep meaning of his master's words. After all, the master and disciple had been together for many years and had a tacit understanding between them.

However, the youngest disciple seemed quite unhappy. He thought to himself, that man had clearly vomited blood just now, this was a great opportunity, why didn't the master take the opportunity to catch up with him?

Seeing this, the eldest disciple glared at the younger disciple and scolded him, "That's enough! Shut up, no one will think you are dumb. Go in and clean up the house!"

Although the young disciple was unwilling, he had no choice but to obey the authority of the eldest brother and went into the house to clean up.

The eldest disciple followed closely behind the old man without saying a word. The old man seemed to be extremely tired at this time and didn't want to say anything more.

As soon as he entered the house, the old man closed the door. At the moment the door closed, he suddenly spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, and his body seemed to have aged a lot in an instant.

"I really didn't expect it," the old man muttered to himself, "He is so strong. What kind of powerful enemy did He Yuzhu provoke? Our entire sect was almost destroyed by him."

If the third brother was present at this moment, he would probably be furious. He originally thought that the old man was extremely powerful and could easily deal with the enemy, but he never expected that the other party actually mobilized the power of the entire sect.

The old man was still in shock at this moment. He knew very well how dangerous the situation he was in just now was. If he got two more punches, he would probably be unable to resist.

The eldest disciple looked at the pale face of his master, and his heart tightened. He said quickly: "Master, your injuries are so serious, you should return to the sect to recuperate. In the sect, there are the best healing medicines and the top doctors, who will definitely help you recover as soon as possible."

However, the old man shook his head firmly and said slowly, "That won't work. We must stay here and wait for orders. This is the sect's rule and we cannot violate it."

Seeing this, the eldest disciple wanted to persuade them again, but the old man waved his hand again, signaling him not to speak anymore. Although the old man's voice was weak, it carried an unquestionable majesty: "Don't say anything more, we can only follow orders. Although our strength is indeed strong, you must understand that without their permission, we absolutely cannot leave here without permission. This is a rule and a principle, understand?"

The eldest disciple sighed helplessly. He knew that what the master said was true. The sect's rules were strict and no one could easily violate them. However, he really couldn't bear to see the master holding on and waiting for orders despite being seriously injured.

At this moment, a young disciple was watching all this quietly. He knew what the conversation between the master and the eldest disciple meant. Although he was still young, he also understood the interests involved. After all, there were still many things to deal with in the sect, and they could not let their personal injuries delay the affairs of the entire sect.

The old man didn't say anything more. He knew in his heart that this mission was indeed a huge drain on him, and it might even endanger his life. But he had no choice but to grit his teeth and persevere. After returning to the sect, he must make good arrangements and gradually hand over the affairs of the sect to his eldest disciple, letting him take on this heavy responsibility.

The third brother had originally thought of sneaking back during the chaos, after all, with his strength, it shouldn't be difficult to escape. However, he never expected that just as he was about to act, a group of people suddenly appeared in front of him like ghosts.

These people were Bao Jinlong and his men. It turned out that they had just discovered that Lao San had escaped and had been tracking him all the way here. When he saw Lao San, Bao Jinlong's face was terribly gloomy, and he was obviously very angry about Lao San's escape.

The third brother was seriously injured at the moment, his face as pale as paper. He raised his head with difficulty, staring at the group of ferocious people in front of him, and asked with a slightly trembling voice: "My dear heroes, why are you blocking my way?"

Bao Jinlong sneered. He stared at Lao San viciously, not disguising his murderous intent, and said, "Of course I wanted to kill you. I didn't expect you to escape just now."

The third brother looked around and saw the densely packed enemies in front of him. He couldn't help but feel fear and timidity in his heart. He knew that in his current condition, it was impossible for him to defeat so many opponents. After all, if he was not afraid of fighting, he would not have surrendered to his master Zhang Jue and told him everything.

Bao Jinlong saw this and the sneer on his face became more obvious. He turned around and shouted to the men he brought with him, "Go!"