Transmigrated to become a mountain bandit? Well, it's like returning to my old profession. The mountain stronghold was as poor as could be, so we could only start developing the land to achieve...
He was stunned after blurting it out. Then, noticing Mo Lan's teasing look, he immediately tilted his head back and said, "What's wrong? Is there a problem? I've been practicing martial arts since I was a child."
"Aren't you afraid your father and brothers will scold you?" Mo Lan looked at him and couldn't help but tease him.
"Anyway, we're leaving first thing tomorrow morning, so we're not afraid of causing trouble again." Zhou Bo held the sword in his hand, looking resolute.
"Are you afraid of ghosts?" Looking at the boy, Mo Lan suddenly felt like teasing him.
"What the hell?"
"Of course it's a dead ghost, are you scared?" Mo Lan looked at the righteous young man with amusement, her cool eyes carrying a hint of amusement.
"Tch, I'm not afraid of living people, why would I be afraid of ghosts?" Zhou Bo felt that Mo Lan was testing him, and denied it without thinking.
"Oh? Since you're not afraid, then I'll entrust that helpless little girl to you. Take good care of her for me, and that will be helping me, okay?" Mo Lan looked at Zhou Bo, who had a surprised expression, and her eyebrows curved slightly.
"I want to go to the Chen family with you." What's the point of protecting a little girl?
"You can't go to the Chen family. Either protect my girl or leave. It's one of the two choices," Mo Lan said directly, looking at him.
Zhou Bo: "..."
"Thank you." Seeing Zhou Bo compromise, Mo Lan nodded in satisfaction and turned to leave.
Heh~, although she was going to the Chen family, she had to go to the princess's residence first.
The more arrogant the Chen family became, the more interested she became in the top leader of Ye County.
Under the cover of night, a lithe, black figure dodges the bustling streets and weaves through the quiet alleyways.
A quarter of an hour later, Mo Lan stood in front of the Jiang residence, looking at the two lanterns hanging above the gate and the two stone lions, and couldn't help but stroke the small crossbow on her wrist.
Avoiding the main gate, Mo Lan moved to the side wall, listened carefully to the sounds inside the mansion, and then leaped up to stand directly on the top of the wall.
After scanning the entire mansion intently, Mo Lan curled her lips into a smile, deftly avoiding the eyes and ears of the guards, and darted toward the roof of the main hall.
Only the main hall of the entire mansion was brightly lit.
Mo Lan sat on the roof ridge, found a comfortable spot for herself, and then deftly moved a tile aside, just enough to see the situation inside the hall.
At this moment, there were seven or eight people sitting in the hall, all with serious expressions, and two of them looked extremely angry.
"Elder sister, elder brother-in-law, you didn't see it. Kun'er has been beaten so badly he can't even get out of bed. The other party is extremely arrogant. Not only did they cause a scene at the pawnshop, but they also injured more than a dozen servants. In Ye County, such a heinous thing has happened. Where is our family's face to be?"
A woman sitting on the right looked heartbroken at the couple at the head of the table. Then she took out a handkerchief to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes. In the instant she turned her head, a flash of malice appeared in her eyes.
"Little sister, don't be sad. Kun'er was beaten, and I'm heartbroken too. What you're saying is truly appalling. Our county has always been safe and sound, and such a terrible thing has never happened before."
The lady at the head of the table turned to her son on the left and said, “Mian’er, you heard it too. Such evildoers should be brought to justice as a warning to others.”
“Mother is right. Anyone who does evil should be brought to justice and subjected to torture in order to serve as a warning to others,” Jiang Mian said quietly, glancing at his aunt and uncle across from him.