Endless Winter: My Camp Upgrades Infinitely Chapter 1367 - 442: Slave Village, Nowhere to Turn, Xing’er’s Exquisite Mind

Several members of the Law Enforcement Team swiftly moved to restrain Hu Tiejiang on the ground.

"I truly know Prince Hong and Su Xing... mm... mm..."

The Law Enforcement Team members were exceptionally brutal. Seeing Hu Tiejiang still babbling, they drew their daggers and plunged them into his face before dragging him away.

Wang Long watched the Law Enforcement Team depart, remaining in a daze for a considerable time. After finally regaining his composure, he turned and let out a sigh. "I had heard the elders in the Slave Village speak of the Noble Mansion having no servants, but I never truly grasped its meaning. Today, I understand it completely.

The Law Enforcement Team members, even their captain, actually saluted us.

If we were to tell others, they would likely think we've lost our minds, wouldn't they?"

To Wang Long's question, there was no response from Du He for a long duration. Turning his head, he found Du He deeply engrossed in thought. Wang Long immediately surmised, with a peculiar expression, "You don't actually believe that fellow knows Lord Hong, do you? Just look at his clothes, his age, and his cultivation at the 5th level, which doesn't even match ours. He likely overheard the names of Lord Hong and the Fourth Miss somewhere and, under pressure from the Law Enforcement Team, desperately tried his luck."

Du He offered a gentle nod at these words, his brows gradually relaxing.

......

At the stroke of midnight, on the left side of the main building within the Hong Mansion, the fourth auxiliary building.

"Yu'er, are you preparing to take food to the young lady?"

"Yes, the young lady hasn't eaten since the previous meal. I've just reheated a dish in the kitchen and am about to take it to her."

"I happen to have nothing else to do, so allow me to assist you in delivering it!"

"Thank you, Sister Xiao Rou."

Du Rou accepted the lunchbox from Bai Yu and proceeded gracefully into the auxiliary building. Passing through the main hall, she arrived at the entrance of the quiet room, her expression betraying a hint of apprehension.

"Miss, the meal has been delivered."

"Come in!"

Du Rou opened the door, the lunchbox still in her hand, and entered. She found Su Xing'er still meditating in a cross-legged position on the comfortable couch. Initially, her face reflected a measure of admiration before she placed the lunchbox on the table, meticulously unpacking and arranging the food items.

The master of this household is truly formidable, and these four young disciples are certainly not ordinary individuals!

Ever since the eighteenth day, neither Su Xing'er nor the three Su Jing brothers had emerged from their quiet room. Their dedication to cultivation was such that they completely disregarded sleep and sustenance.

This disregard for sleep and food was not a mere figure of speech but an actual reality.

Su Xing'er consumed barely one meal each day, and her sleep was limited to less than two hours, pushing her cultivation to the utmost limits of the Cold Resistance Level.

Oblivious to Du Rou's inner thoughts, Su Xing'er concluded her meditation. A fleeting shadow of melancholy crossed her eyes before she moved to the table. She consumed her meal at a pace that suggested she was racing against the clock, devoid of any semblance of a young lady's refined demeanor.

However, after only a few mouthfuls, Su Xing'er noticed Du Rou's hesitant expression and couldn't help but inquire with curiosity, "What troubles you, Rou'er? Is there something you wish to convey to me?"

"Miss, I..."

Su Xing'er's brow furrowed. After a moment of contemplation, assuming Du Rou was concerned about the matter of Slave Status, she shook her head and stated, "Rou'er, as I've mentioned before, the matter of purchasing your Registration Book is beyond my authority. We must await Master's emergence from seclusion and consult with him..."

She paused briefly, reflecting on Du Rou's solicitous care over the past seven days, her gentle and kind disposition. She couldn't help but add, "Rest assured, I will discuss it properly with Master. Your Registration Book is not prohibitively expensive, costing merely thirty thousand silver taels, so Master should readily agree."

The master-disciple bond was an arrangement fabricated by Xia Hong for the four of them to foster closeness and cultivate peacefully. Su Xing'er had naturally embraced this narrative, speaking the words with ease.

As for thirty thousand silver taels, in days past, Su Xing'er could never have uttered the phrase "not expensive." But circumstances had changed. Prior to entering seclusion, Xia Hong, for the sake of simplicity, had entrusted her with a portion of the Hong Mansion's financial control. She now held over three million in silver notes, officially stamped by Cai Qiu, making thirty thousand silver taels a negligible sum in her eyes.

Despite interacting with Du Rou for only seven days, among all the maids in the Hong Mansion, Du Rou alone resonated most favorably with Su Xing'er. Provided Xia Hong gave her assent, Su Xing'er was fully prepared to acquire Du Rou's freedom.

Yet, Su Xing'er was mistaken; Du Rou's hesitation stemmed not from concerns regarding her Slave Status.

"Miss, how could I possibly trouble you with the Slave Status matter? The most important thing is, I just overheard something and I am unsure whether I should mention it to you."

Su Xing’er’s delicate eyebrows creased slightly as she looked towards Du Rou, her eyes holding a critical examination, and she inquired in a hushed tone, "What is it? Just state it plainly!"

Despite being merely fifteen years of age, Su Jing’s three elder brothers could not hope to match her in terms of intellect and discernment. Du Rou's evident hesitation was a clear ploy to indirectly coax her into asking, a tactic Su Xing'er instantly perceived.

As Su Xing’er took the initiative to inquire, the notion of purchasing Du Rou’s registration had already been relegated from her mind; she had previously assumed Du Rou to be naive and benevolent, but it now appeared her judgment had been mistaken.

Unaware of this shift in perception, Du Rou continued, "Today, the city's Law Enforcement Team was in pursuit of an escapee who led them to the mansion's entrance. This fugitive claimed to be Hu Tiejiang and asserted that he was acquainted with the master of the house, additionally mentioning your name, young lady."

Hearing this, Su Xing’er was taken aback for a moment. She then swiftly recalled the name Hu Tiejiang, her expression undergoing a subtle alteration.

"Was he injured? And was he apprehended by the Law Enforcement Team?"

Perceiving the shift in Su Xing’er's demeanor, Du Rou immediately grasped that the individual indeed knew the young lady. She nodded emphatically, a look of gladness crossing her face, secretly pleased at the prospect of gaining favor.