Zhen Wanwan made a decision right away, preparing to turn back and leave from the previous fork in the road.

The other companies in the same industry had already heard Zhen Fu's explanation, so naturally they had no objections.

Qu Huaiyuan, as the team's think tank member, strongly agreed with Zhen Wanwan's approach.

"Everyone, turn back now, and follow the route Zhen Niangzi instructed. Be quick!"

He always had a bad feeling, as if something bad would happen if he took a step too slow.

Because the road was narrow and it was difficult for vehicles to pass each other, Wang Er, who was originally at the back, became the first to clear the way.

Without hesitation, he led the donkey back the way he came.

Because there were still refugees walking towards them, Zhen Wanwan and the others could only walk along the side.

Occasionally, when they encounter one or two horse-drawn carriages, they will yield to them and there will be no traffic accidents.

Unfortunately, an accident still occurred.

Four hundred meters from the previous fork in the road, several luxurious carriages arrived.

Wang Er rushed in like a cannon, moving as close to the side of the carriage as possible to let the oncoming carriage pass first.

Unexpectedly, a servant came down from the other side and arrogantly tried to drive them away.

"Go away... where did this country bumpkin come from? Hurry up and move your junk and make way!"

The servant boy came over and drove Wang Er and the others away without any politeness.

They looked at them with disdain and contempt, as if spending any more time with them would lower their own status.

Zhen Wanwan watched from afar as Wang Er and the other person talked.

Unexpectedly, the servant pushed the man to the ground and even picked up a stone, throwing it at the stubborn donkey directly in front of him.

Seeing their own people being bullied, the men put down what they were holding and gathered in front of them.

The most furious person was Zhen Fugui, who was responsible for feeding the stubborn donkey before his family bought a carriage.

Only half a day had passed when he was brutally beaten by strangers for no reason.

Zhen Fuyou was also very angry, as he was the one who saved Wang Er's life.

No matter what, she's now considered one of his people.

How could I just stand by and watch him be bullied?

"Are you alright?" Zhenfu helped the person up again and asked warmly.

Wang Er was in so much pain he was wincing, but he didn't want to cause Zhen's family to fight the other side because of his own actions!

After all, the other party's identity was clearly not simple.

They have no power or influence, and they don't even have as many people as the others.

There's no need to anger the other person over such a trivial matter.

Wang Er pulled back his dislocated arm and said to Zhen Fu with a forced smile, "Second Master Zhen, what's wrong with me? Let's move aside and let them pass first!"

"Hmph! Your hand is all injured, and you still say you're fine!"

Zhenfu was furious and wanted to argue with the other side, but was stopped by Qu Huaiyuan beside her.

"Second Brother Zhen, don't be impulsive. We haven't figured out this person's identity yet. If you act rashly, there are many of them, and we still have elderly people and women and children here."

"I'm scared..."

Qu Huaiyuan didn't finish his sentence, but they all understood the meaning behind the second half.

When the servant saw the group of men rushing towards him, he felt a little guilty and unconsciously took a few steps back.

But after waiting for several minutes, they still didn't lay a hand on him, and their arrogant attitude of "borrowing power from others" resurfaced.

"What are you all standing there for! Quickly move those carts of garbage aside, they're blocking my master's way!"

The servant arrogantly shouted at Zhen Fuyou and the others.

Qu Huaiyuan stepped forward, politely cupped his hands in greeting, and said, "I have already moved the carriage to the side. You only need to move to the other side a little to easily pass..."

To this, the servant remained arrogant and defiant, saying, "I said I won't go, and that's final! You either move the cart halfway out, or you turn back the way you came!"

Faced with the other party's unreasonable behavior, Qu Huaiyuan patiently negotiated, "I wonder if this young brother could do me a favor?"

If you think you can't get through like this, why don't you back up four hundred meters and let us go first...?

The other party scoffed at this, seemingly finding it unbelievable.

"You? You think you're worthy?"

The servant glanced sideways at the refined-looking Qu Huaiyuan, his disdain escaping his lips.

"Don't you even know who my master is? And who are you to dare ask us to let you pass first?"

Qu Huaiyuan maintained a polite smile and asked with puzzlement, "Oh? May I ask who this brother's master is?"

The servant proudly announced, "The family members in the carriage are those of the Left Commandant of Leling Prefecture!"

Left Commandant? As far as he knew, the people who locked them up in the dungeon at the East Gate were probably Left Commandant's men!

Oh dear! What a small world!

Zhen Wanwan listened intently to their conversation and happened to overhear what the servant said.

Madam Fang once mentioned that the person who deliberately tried to seize their property that day was one of Zuo Duwei's men.

The beneficiaries were none other than the Liang family, whom the Left Commandant was backed by.

It is said that the Liang family has been operating in Leling Prefecture for a century, and their influence has long since permeated all aspects of Leling Prefecture.

Because Prefect Fang didn't dare to do anything openly to the Liang family, he only severely punished the soldiers who attacked them that day.

They pressured the Liang family to give them some compensation before the matter was finally dropped.

I don't know why they didn't stay in Leling Prefecture, but instead brought their families and ran away.

Something's definitely going on here!

It has to be said that Zhen Wanwan has a pretty strong sixth sense.

This morning, after Zhu Yuan sent the Zhen family out of the city gate, he devised a plan to capture the spies planted by the Prince of Yang, including a member of a collateral branch of the Liang family.

Treason is a capital offense punishable by the extermination of nine generations of one's family. The Left Commandant was immediately arrested and imprisoned, awaiting the court's judgment!

In order to prevent their lineage from dying out, the Liang family secretly released their eldest son and daughter out of the city gate.

He instructed them to find a good place to hide from the imperial court's capture.

However, no matter how cunning they were, they never expected their own descendants to be so arrogant and high-profile while fleeing for their lives.

Even the servants dared to act arrogantly, using the title of Left Commandant to swindle and cheat.

Of course, none of the people present knew what had happened in Leling Prefecture.

They harbored some apprehension towards the Liang family.

Zhen Wanwan is the same!

After all, the Liang family, whom even Prefect Fang couldn't do anything about, could be crushed as easily as crushing ants if they wanted to.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through Zhen Wanwan's mind, and she remembered the refugees in front of her.

This is your chance for revenge!

Thinking of this, Zhen Wanwan couldn't stand it anymore and called her brother over.

"Second brother, come here for a second..."

After hearing the other party's identity, Zhen Fuyou had a bad feeling.

He had already thoroughly investigated the Liang family's power while strolling around Leling Prefecture.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that the Liang family are the local tyrants of Leling Prefecture!

How could they possibly afford to offend someone who even Prefect Fang had to show him some respect?

He looked around in annoyance and saw his younger sister reaching out to him.

Without thinking, I ran over.

"Little sister, did you call me?"

Zhen Wanwan smiled and whispered in Zhen Fuyou's ear.

With each word she spoke, the light in Zhenfu's eyes shone a little brighter.

"Excellent! You're still the best sister!"