Yang Laoda had also checked on Dayong's condition, and it was indeed much more stable. His breathing was even, and his face had regained its color, a stark contrast to when he was in the carriage. He was puzzled as to how he could recover so quickly, perhaps it was divine intervention.

"If that's the case, there's no need for us to stay any longer. Brother Qiao, you've done a great job. I'll report this to the boss, and I guarantee you'll get your share of good opportunities in the future."

As he spoke, he took out a cloth bag from his pocket, which contained silver notes of various denominations. Since the silver was easily coveted while traveling along mountain paths, and it was heavy and inconvenient to carry, he preferred to use silver notes whenever possible.

Old Yang counted out two hundred and fifty taels and solemnly handed them to Old Qiao.

"This is what you earned from this escort mission."

Upon seeing this, Boss Qiao quickly pushed it back: "Brother Yang, you've already given up ten taels. This extra fifty taels is something we all worked so hard for. Let's divide it up by the number of people."

"But seeing Dayong like this, I always feel guilty and want to make it up to you."

“Brother Yang, don’t say such things. If Da Yong hadn’t done this, we might have lost one or two lives. It’s hard to say who would have lost them, and we might have lost most of our men. Everyone in the team was working very hard and everyone was in danger. These fifty taels are not just the credit of our Qiao family.”

"We'll divide it among the nine of us. Each member of the Qiao family will take five taels, and you can take the extra five taels back with you."

The two men kept refusing to give up their share, but in the end, Yang Laoda only agreed to give ten taels, and the rest was given to the Qiao family.

After saying goodbye to Qiao Jiacheng, he drove the carriage away with Yang Lao Er.

As for the other carriage, one was left here, and someone is specifically looking after it.

"If you want to use a horse-drawn carriage, go find my men. Use it as you please," Boss Yang specifically instructed.

"Everyone, take good care of your injuries these days. I look forward to seeing you all again, when we brothers will go to the mountain path together to kill the bandits."

Other brothers from the escort agency also went back with them.

Seeing the Qiao family members so badly injured, one of the brothers asked.

"Boss, if we go, wouldn't things be easier?"

Old Master Yang solemnly said to him, "You have no idea how dangerous that road is. It was only because the Qiao family members are naturally strong and have a high talent for learning martial arts that they survived. If you go, you won't be able to hold on until the sixth level. From now on, you should also treat the Qiao family members as brothers. They are the ones who gave you the chance to live."

Knowing that Boss Yang never spoke falsehoods, these brothers held the Qiao family in the highest esteem.

"Yes, boss."

As it was getting dark, Qiao Lian'er decided that some people should go home first to avoid worrying the elderly at home.

Da Cheng and Da Meng were less seriously injured, so they went home. Their uncle stayed behind to make arrangements, and their aunt and mother also stayed.

Seeing that Da Cheng had become so powerful, the two elderly people felt a little more at ease.

As she went out to prepare the carriage, Doctor Chen came to her.

"Little girl, is it convenient for you to say a few words?"