Old Mrs. Ma's voice still carried a hint of smugness.

"He's trying to run away? Trying to shake us off? Bah! Not a chance!"

Old Zhang Mazi tried to shake her off, but she held him tightly around the neck.

"You want to abandon me too? Don't even think about it! Guards! Seize this person who's hiding the grain!"

Ji Hong angrily shook off Old Zhang Mazi and ran forward without looking back.

The thieves killed the refugees who blocked their way and walked up to Old Lady Ma.

"Where is the person you're talking about? If you dare lie, I'll chop you up and feed you to the dogs!"

Old Mrs. Ma was so frightened that her face turned deathly pale, and she spoke in a trembling voice.

"Sir, I'm not lying, sir. They're from the same village as me. When they went to town, their carts and donkey carts were full of grain. They're all very wealthy. You can ask them if you don't believe me!"

She looked at Old Zhang's pockmarked face.

"Don't you think so, Ma Zi?"

Old Zhang, the pockmarked man, nodded repeatedly in fright.

The thief carefully examined the two people in front of him.

"Can you two find them all?"

Old Mrs. Ma made a solemn promise

"Yes, sir. Our village chief's family is very wealthy, and all his children are good-looking. Sir, after that person is found, could you let us leave?"

The thief raised an eyebrow

"Of course, seeing that you have trouble walking, I can also give you a carriage!"

Mrs. Ma was overjoyed.

"Thank you, sir! Thank you, sir! I saw them running towards the north gate. All the villagers must be there. You can't go wrong if you lead your men to chase them there!"

The thief ordered his men to keep an eye on the two men, then led his men to chase after them towards the north gate.

Disaster victims blocked the way in front, and thieves pursued from behind.

Ji Hong and Qin Ling couldn't run very far before they were caught up in no time.

The thief looked at the completely blocked street ahead and brandished his knife.

delirious expression

"I promised to find the person I need and guarantee your safe exit from the city, but none of you are willing to cooperate. So I'll just have to kill you all and burn this city down! Hahaha, let's do it!"

The thieves all drew their broadswords, and soon someone shouted...

“Here they are! I recognize them! I looked closely at their faces when they gave me the steamed buns!”

Qin Xian pushed Qin Ling, Qin Liang, and the others behind him, drew his short sword, and threw it at the man who had spoken.

In an instant, it pierced the man's abdomen.

The disaster victims panicked even more; the thieves seemed to have locked onto their target.

The group surrounded Qin Xian...

Qin Liang urged Qin Ling and the others to run forward quickly.

He then turned and ran towards Qin Xian's direction...