"They're here already, stop talking and get up!"
Everyone no longer had the time to puzzle over whether these were ordinary bandits.
Perhaps today, they would all perish here.
Lin Qianqing, clutching a bundle, inched backward, dodging through the fighting crowd, and seized the chance to run toward the mountain hollow.
But since she was their target and with so many people around, how could they possibly let her escape?
The number of her protectors was dwindling, and as the bandits increased, some soon started chasing after her.
Because this path was a common thoroughfare leading to Lingnan, it was often frequented by merchants.
Yet, from afar, they heard the sounds of combat, who would dare to continue on?
They all hurriedly retreated the way they came.
"Bandits don't normally rob this road, so what's going on today?"
"Aye, when have bandits ever not robbed? That's just when they're not hungry. They must be starving mad now, why wouldn't they rob?"
