Lu Zechuan wore a frosty expression, too angry to say a word. Xia Mian gripped the steering wheel tightly, her eyes narrowed, and she whispered, "Hold on, we’re flying over." Just as Xia Mian finished speaking, Lu Zechuan watched as she switched gears, accelerated, and used the slope of the roadside curve. Calculating the speed and angle, she successfully launched the car into the air, soaring over Lu Zhenqing’s car blocking their path. Lu Zhenqing’s eyes widened as the large sports car flew over his roof, leaving him speechless. Just like that... it flew over?? Xia Mian is driving a car, not a plane, right? How can a car fly!!!! Lu Zhenqing doubted reality and couldn’t figure it out. But Xia Mian had already adjusted her direction, stepped on the gas, and sped away. Having tracked them for this long, she sensed the mark she had left once again. After Xia Mian’s car finally disappeared from his sight, leaving not even exhaust smoke behind, Lu Zhenqing snapped back to reality. He turned the car around and gave chase. Lu Zechuan obviously came with ill intentions. If he let Lu Zechuan find Shen Man, Shen Man might not survive the day! Lu Zhenqing married Shen Xiang due to family alliances, but marrying Shen Man was his own choice! Xia Mian drove a while before stopping the car in front of a rustic farmhouse. As she looked at the farmhouse before her, Xia Mian squinted her eyes slightly. She knew this place well! This was the country estate of the old lady from the Xia Family, a three-section courtyard she had visited before cutting ties with the Xia Family. The man stood on Xia Family territory, does that mean someone from the Xia Family wants to harm her? "Let’s go in," Xia Mian exchanged a glance with Lu Zechuan. Lu Zechuan nodded, and they both headed forward. The courtyard gate was tightly shut, barred from the inside. Lu Zechuan stepped forward and kicked the gate down without hesitation. Since they came to settle scores, he felt no need to be polite to anyone. The gate crashed to the ground with a loud bang. Xia Mian and Lu Zechuan walked straight in without stopping. Just as they entered the first courtyard, they saw Yu Hongmei storming out aggressively. Seeing Xia Mian, Yu Hongmei’s eyes grew bloodshot, "You still have the face to come here?" As Yu Hongmei spoke, she grabbed a broom leaning against the wall and swung it at Xia Mian! Xia Mian and Song Juan had caused Xia Jianguo to go to jail, made Han Xi lose her child, and left Yu Hongmei lonely and helpless. Her hatred for this mother and daughter pair was deep-rooted! Yu Hongmei’s heart was filled with intense hatred, and she didn’t hold back. If the hit landed on Xia Mian, she would certainly end up with bloody welts all over her body. However, Lu Zechuan obviously wouldn’t stand by and watch Xia Mian get bullied in front of him. He hooked a stick off the ground with his foot and swung it towards Yu Hongmei’s arm. The broom in Yu Hongmei’s hand instantly dropped to the ground as she let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered. "Help! Someone intruded and is committing murder!" Yu Hongmei shouted at the top of her lungs, almost overturning the sky with her volume. Xia Mian, feeling her eardrums ache from the noise, couldn’t help but scold, "Shut up!" Yu Hongmei instantly paused, like a video put on pause, not daring to make a sound. Previously, Xia Mian had placed a Silence Spell on her, and she experienced the power of Xia Mian’s spells firsthand. Dai Ying was dead now, and no one was kind enough to undo the spell for her. Yu Hongmei kept silent, only then recalling the fear that Xia Mian invoked, shrinking back belatedly. Xia Mian glanced at her, "Where are the two people who just came to your courtyard?" Yu Hongmei pressed her lips tightly, refusing to speak. "Not talking?" Xia Mian raised an eyebrow. Yu Hongmei quickly spoke, "In the backyard!" Xia Mian didn’t pay her any more attention and headed straight to the backyard with Lu Zechuan. As Xia Mian went straight towards the backyard, Yu Hongmei fixated on her retreating figure, her lips revealing a cruel smile, "You little b*tch! Today, you’ve walked right into our trap!" Master Xie’s master personally set this up, luring Xia Mian here. Xia Mian thought she was smart, but she was being led by that expert every step of the way. This time next year might be Xia Mian’s death anniversary! Xia Mian and Lu Zechuan reached the Moon Gate of the third courtyard and suddenly stopped in their tracks. "Something’s wrong," Xia Mian’s expression shifted slightly. Lu Zechuan gently furrowed his brow, not taking another step. He didn’t understand Taoist Techniques, but he could follow instructions. "There’s an array in here," Xia Mian’s face gradually grew serious, "it’s targeting you." The cold light in Xia Mian’s eyes intensified. That man deliberately led her here, intending once again to take Lu Zechuan’s life! Ha, does he think she’s dead or made of clay? Xia Mian was very angry, and the consequences would be severe. She extended her slender, pale fingers and began sketching lightly at the Moon Gate. Lu Zechuan stood quietly to the side, watching as black mist appeared at the Moon Gate, where only air once was. The fog seemed to possess life, clawing and sprawling all over the Moon Gate. Lu Zechuan appeared to be affected by the mist, his breathing turning rapid, and his complexion visibly paling. Noticing Lu Zechuan’s anomaly, Xia Mian bit her finger and tapped it at the center of the Moon Gate. Instantly, the thick mist emitted sharp wails, like ghosts wailing in purgatory. Lu Zechuan’s complexion worsened. Without a word, Xia Mian quickly drew a guardian talisman on Lu Zechuan’s forehead with her bloodied fingertip. As Xia Mian completed the final stroke, Lu Zechuan’s mind started clearing up, no longer influenced by those evil spirits. Lu Zechuan raised his hand to rub his temples, looking at Xia Mian with softer eyes, "You’ve worked hard." After speaking, Lu Zechuan looked down at Xia Mian’s fingertips. The girl’s fingers were still bleeding, but she seemed unaware of the pain, just hiding her hand behind her back. "Do you spellcasters always have to bite your hand every time you draw a talisman?" Lu Zechuan sincerely inquired. Xia Mian smiled, "If you’d like me to bite you next time, I’ll do that." Lu Zechuan immediately laughed, "I’d be more than willing." Xia Mian said no more, waiting at the Moon Gate for the time it takes an incense stick to burn, until the formless black barrier dissipated entirely. Only then did Xia Mian enter first. Afraid Xia Mian might be tricked, Lu Zechuan followed closely behind. The final courtyard was very quiet, eerily so. Especially with the towering phoenix tree in the courtyard, its lush branches and leaves rustling loudly in the wind, cackling like a crying baby at night. Xia Mian looked up at the phoenix tree in the yard, a knowing look gradually appearing in her eyes, "No wonder he wanted to lure us here." If given the right opportunity, this phoenix tree might just become a spirit!