He Yanting's face was calm and he looked straight at him.

The boss shifted his gaze to Jiang Zhiyu again, raised his thick eyebrows, and became interested.

"Brother and sister? You two don't look like each other."

He looked Jiang Zhiyu up and down with clear eyes that did not make people feel uncomfortable.

He Yanting's eyes were dark, and his expression was even darker than before.

"Since you know it clearly, why bother to say more?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, the eldest boss's gaze shifted back, and he leaned back in his chair, his expression condescending: "Oh, you finally opened your mouth? I thought the miracle doctor cured your leg, but poisoned you and made you mute."

His tone was full of resentment, as if he was full of resentment towards the person in front of him.

The looks of the bandits nearby gradually became unfriendly.

[Riddler, speak up. You're just upset about him disbanding you guys. Just say it directly.]

He Yanting: “…”

His eyelashes drooped slightly, hiding the complex expression in his eyes.

A female voice suddenly reached his ears. The boss frowned and shouted, "Who's talking?!"

There was complete silence in the tent, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. Everyone's eyes were filled with surprise, and all their gazes were fixed on him.

The boss narrowed his eyes slightly, fixed his gaze on Jiang Zhiyu, and there was obvious murderous intent in his eyes.

There is only one woman in this tent.

He looked at Jiang Zhiyu with a puzzled look, and looked her up and down in disbelief. The doubt in his eyes became heavier and heavier, and his expression became more and more complicated.

Did she open her mouth just now?

Also, judging from what she said, she seemed to be very familiar with what happened back then.

[It startled me so much that I was startled.]

[But the woman's voice, no one was talking in this tent just now. What did he hear?]

He Yanting nudged his cheek with the tip of his tongue and interrupted Jiang Zhiyu's thoughts, "I think the boss knows why I'm here. So I'll get straight to the point. We must suppress the bandits."

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and the bandits burst into laughter when they heard the words.

This guy was carried back unconscious all the way, but now he shamelessly says he wants to suppress bandits?

Can he hold a knife?

For a moment, the tent was filled with cheerful laughter.

As they laughed, they gradually stopped laughing when they saw the gloomy face of the boss.

He Yanting's face was cold, and his elegant figure stood out. He was so calm as if he was in his own backyard, without any sign of panic.

It seemed as if the laughter just now didn't reach his ears at all.

The bandits then realized something was wrong and carefully recalled how the leader had addressed him before.

General!

If he was a general, how could he be kidnapped so easily? It was intentional!

Let them bring him into the village and find out the route!

The bandits who reacted had ferocious expressions on their faces, their hands already on the hilts of their knives. The eldest brother's eyes were red, and the tip of his knife was pointing at He Yanting, as if he couldn't wait to rush up and tear him to pieces.

Damn it, I thought I caught a little sheep, but ended up bringing back a jackal!

If the boss punishes me...

The eldest brother shuddered, not daring to dwell on it. With a desire to redeem himself for his crimes, he said, "Boss, I was mistaken. This kid must have been pretending to be unconscious all the way. I wonder if he left any traces. How about I kill him first, and then we go west?"

In order to avoid the soldiers and officers who were suppressing the bandits, they set up strongholds in various places in recent years. The locations are hidden and cannot be discovered without being brought here.

Moreover, although the boss calls him General, looking at his age, he doesn't look like he has ever been to the battlefield. He is just lucky and was born into a good family with a good father!

He can kill ten people like this!

No one paid any attention to him. The boss looked directly at He Yanting and suddenly snorted.

[What a good brother! When He Yanting led an army of 100,000, everyone knew that he also had a team of elite soldiers under his command. Since its establishment, they have never been defeated. How many people covet them.]

Unfortunately, He Yanting was seriously injured and forced to disband them due to the situation. For their safety, they were all expelled from Shengjing.

He Yanting's Adam's apple moved slightly, and his hands hanging by his side tightened.

The boss's eyes flickered slightly, and his aggressive gaze gradually softened.

However, I don't agree with this approach. No matter what, they should be allowed to make their own choices. I can't consider what's best for them from my own perspective.

If he had told them the pros and cons and let them make their own choice, that would have been true respect for them.

[In the final analysis, it's his fault for not having a mouth! ]

Jiang Zhiyu glanced at He Yanting with disdain.

The big boss also followed with a subtle glance.

He Yanting: “…”

His fault.

The oppressive feeling dissipated, and the atmosphere in the tent suddenly relaxed. The bandits who were waiting to take action were on edge, waiting for the boss's order. They waited and waited, but the boss didn't say anything. After waiting for a while, they heard the boss suddenly laugh out loud.

"We're all old friends, let's reminisce first and discuss these matters later." He waved his hand, signaling the bandits to put away their weapons. Then he said cheerfully, "Let's eat wild boar meat today and celebrate properly."

Celebrate?

They are standing in front of you and saying they are going to raid your house. Do you want to celebrate?

The bandits looked at each other, but no one dared to question him. They just followed his instructions and went to deal with the wild boar meat.

The second in command, who had been acting as a background figure, hesitated to speak. The first in command pretended not to notice his embarrassment and said, "Ayu, I don't think the people outside can handle this. You're a good cook, could you go out and give me a hand?"

Ah Yu knew that he was trying to get rid of her, so she suppressed the emotion in her eyes and said respectfully, "Yes."

The boss dismissed everyone and had Jiang Zhaorong taken away, leaving only the three of them in the tent.

The smile on his face faded: "General He, can you now tell me everything that happened back then?"

He Yanting sighed softly, "The general has his own private army, and even though he has made great military achievements, some would consider this a precursor to treason, punishable by death. I'm seriously injured and have no time to care for you. Even if the emperor doesn't suspect anything, he will eventually have to give them an explanation if he submits memorials to them every day."

"When I was conscious, I heard that the emperor wanted to kill you in private to protect me. Time was short, so I had to have someone notify you to leave Shengjing as soon as possible. I also forged dozens of corpses to silence the rumors."

The eldest boss frowned slightly: "Since they think we are dead, why are you still determined not to let us return to Beijing?"

"Yang Wu, have you forgotten what you said before?" He Yanting sighed softly, "You said you wanted to make a name for yourself, let the elders in your family hear about your fame, and then return home in a grand procession to bring honor to them."

The boss, Yang Wu, trembled violently.