Chang Liang lay half-prone on the ground, looking at the woman in black sitting at the head of the table. He was terrified. He had misjudged her. If he had known that this woman was hiding her true abilities, he would have thought of another way.

"Miss Mo Lan, what do you mean by this?"

"Ha~, now that things have come to this, you actually ask me what I mean? Isn't Mr. Changliang Hu Biao's most trusted advisor? Don't tell me that Mr. Changliang didn't contribute anything to the idea of ​​the forced marriage?"

Seeing Chang Liang's feigned composure, Mo Lan leaned back, toying with the dagger in her hand, and smiled coldly.

"Those who are clever with words and flattering in appearance are despicable."

“Miss Mo Lan, I am just a staff member, powerless and helpless. Even if I offer some advice, the final decision rests with the chief. I am merely a person trying to make a living.”

Hearing Mo Lan's tone, Chang Liang was startled and quickly defended himself.

Hu Biao knelt on the ground, barely supporting himself with his steel knife. Hearing Chang Liang's eloquent defense of him, he was furious and about to rebuke him when he vomited blood.

The last breath he had left dissipated, and all he could do was glare angrily at Changliang.

"When the tree falls, the monkeys scatter; Mr. Changliang certainly embodied this principle thoroughly."

Mo Lan chuckled lightly. She had absolutely no liking for Chang Liang; he was full of wicked schemes.

"Boss, mission accomplished."

Just as Changliang was trying to argue again, Xiong Da, Xiong Er, and a few others walked in carrying weapons. When they saw the scene in the hall, they stopped in their tracks.

"Boss, what's this?"

"Is everything outside ready?" Mo Lan raised an eyebrow, looking at the menacing group of teenagers. They seemed to be adapting quite well.

"Boss, everyone at White Tiger Cliff is completely drunk and you haven't reacted at all. They've all been sent to the training ground in front."

"In a way, they deserved it. They got too excited and only left a few on patrol. We brothers took care of them in no time."

Da Peng looked at Mo Lan with excitement. "Our boss really knows how to handle things. He wiped out the White Tiger Cliff's lair in one fell swoop."

Seeing how happy they were, Mo Lan innocently touched her nose. It wasn't that Hu Biao had lost his guard, but that she had put something in their drinking water beforehand. Otherwise, how could it have been so easy?

Well, to be honest, this method is a bit underhanded and can't be done in the light, but since they've already gone too far, she has no choice but to resort to this desperate measure to protect herself and those women and children.

As for the forty men she had trained, she wasn't stupid to fight six hundred against forty.

"Where are the old village chiefs? Have they arrived yet?"

"We've arrived. Everyone's watching that group of people from the drill ground."

"Take these two to the training ground."

Mo Lan stood up and led the four squad leaders to the training ground at White Tiger Cliff, which was also the only way to enter the mountain stronghold.

At this moment, the entire training ground was densely packed with people squatting down.

"Haha... Lan girl, you're really something, your second uncle is truly impressed."

The moment the second chieftain saw Mo Lan, he immediately stood up from his chair.

When it is midnight, it is exactly midnight, without the slightest error.

"Second Uncle, you're too kind. It was just a fluke." Mo Lan walked up to her father. "Father, the crisis is over."

"Good, good, your brother is right, your daughter is the best."

Hua Yifei looked at his daughter, who was dressed in a cold and aloof manner, and felt a complex mix of emotions, but then a look of relief crossed his face.

"Girl, what should we do with these people from White Tiger Cliff?" There are five or six hundred of them, twice as many as their Green Dragon Village.