She walked step by step toward the coats, then took a wooden stick and pried them all open, lifting a layer of messy wood on top. Little did she know that what she was lifting was a wooden lid made of a pile of messy wood nailed together.

The wooden cover was moved aside, revealing an iron door locked with a chain. An Moxue listened carefully but heard no sound. She took out a thin wire and fiddled with the lock for a while until it opened.

A gust of wind blew by, and something fell down, making a clinking sound.

An Moxue glanced around, then opened the iron gate. The creaking sound was accompanied by the heavy clanging of metal. The iron gate must have weighed over a hundred pounds, and it would be difficult for anyone but a strong young man to open it.

The stuffy, humid air coming from inside confirmed An Moxue's belief that it must be very deep inside.

She shone her flashlight around and saw only the weathered steps; nothing else.

She put on protective clothing and a gas mask, and descended the steps one by one.

After descending about twenty steps, we entered the underground area.

The temperature below was much warmer than on the ground, so she carefully took each step.

The large space was filled with many glasswares used in experiments. They all looked used, at least decades old. Some still had residual liquid condensation on them, and some had skull and crossbones markings on them, clearly indicating that they were dangerous items.

This place looked like a temporary experimental site, which was later abandoned.

Could Polyaur's death be related to this secret room?

Finding no other useful clues, she examined the discarded bottles and jars more closely before leaving the secret room.

They restored the entrance to its original state and walked out.

Unable to find the cause of Polyaur's death, they searched only an abandoned basement, and that night, they found nothing.

The next day, several versions of the attack on the border guards had been circulating, with some saying the deaths of the two men and women were murders of passion, and the love and hatred involved made An Moxue think it was really possible.

No matter when or where, people's love of gossip burns just as fiercely.

Border towns are never peaceful, and unexpected events happen from time to time. People are always more tolerant and calm about emergencies.

After several days, An Moxue hadn't found a single stranger, which made her vaguely feel that something was about to get out of control.

However, the town remained peaceful. When the appointed day for delivering the grain arrived, An Moxue said, "After this mission is completed, you should leave immediately and settle down in Puda Prefecture. I will leave a few days later."

A-Xia said, "There are still some days before the entrance exam, so it's okay to be a few days late."

An Moxue glanced at the group, especially Kima, and said, "Let's leave early! The three of them definitely want to see A-Jia."

Asa watched as Gela, Natosha, and Kima's mouths slowly widened into large arcs after hearing An Moxue's words.

Xia asked, "Do you want to see A-Jia?"

All three of them looked at him with bright, hopeful eyes.

"Alright! Let's go then!"

"Yay!" As soon as A-Xia finished speaking, several people cheered.

Gela quickly reassured him, "Don't worry, A-Xia, we will definitely listen to you, not cause trouble for A-Jia, and not let anyone look down on him."

"Make sure you're dressed neatly. I'll cover the cost of the clothes." The group was even happier when they heard An Moxue say this.

"Set off."

An Moxue led the way, with A Xia bringing up the rear. They were very familiar with the route, and as long as they didn't encounter any unexpected incidents, they felt that it was no different from walking on a normal road.

Over the years, following An Moxue, they have never made a mistake, which has given them the illusion that they are not on the same path as others.

Why do others face countless difficulties, while they never encounter even one?

If you walk the dark too often, you're bound to encounter a ghost eventually.

Just as they had crossed the border on the Esayli side and were about to breathe a sigh of relief, a group of burly men suddenly appeared out of nowhere, brandishing large machetes and blocking their path.

Kima was young and impatient, and being in the first car, all she could think about was rushing ahead of An Moxue when she saw these people.

An Moxue grabbed him and said, "What are you doing? Sit up straight."

"Sister? These people?"

"Watch me take care of them without lifting a finger." An Moxue didn't waste any words. She rolled down the car window, took a paper packet from her bag, and threw it out.

The flying medicinal powder was thrown by An Moxue with her internal energy, catching the people blocking the car in front off guard.

No one comes up and starts hitting you without saying a word; that's against the rules.

By the time they saw An Moxue reach out and raise something, and tried to dodge, it was too late; the powder was thrown all over their faces and bodies.

"Damn it! What the hell is this? Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey!" In an instant, everyone was smearing their faces and brushing off the dust.

After scattering the powder, An Moxue said to Kima, "Kima, remember this: if you can defeat the enemy without effort, don't take action. If you can defeat the enemy without talking to them, don't open your mouth. Wasteful talk is for losers; successful people disdain it. Remember, the result is the most important thing, but the process should also be time-saving and effortless."

Seeing that the people outside were already unsteady on their feet after he said those two sentences, Kima excitedly asked An Moxue, "Sister Jiduo, can I go down now?"

"Here, one pill each. Eat them and wait a few minutes before approaching to arrest them." Tie them to the back of the vehicle and let the Lan Kingdom soldiers deal with them. All the spoils of war are yours."

"Yes." Kima excitedly took the medicine, got out of the car, and smiled meaningfully at a person in front of the car.

An Moxue lay on the steering wheel, watching the people sway and stagger.

The people blocking the road saw that Ah Xia and the others had only surrounded them but hadn't made a move, and they knew from the changes in Ah Xia's body that they had been drugged. The longer it dragged on, the worse it would be for them, so they had to finish the job quickly.

Ah Xia and his group also saw what these people looked like. They didn't let their guard down because they were drugged, but instead cautiously began to arrest them.

As soon as the two sides started fighting, An Moxue knew that these people had all seen blood, and some even had lives on their hands.

Their attacks were ruthless and deadly.

At first, it was a draw. Later, the burly men blocking the way could only parry and not fight back. Then, after the first one was caught, there was a second, a third, until the last one saw that the situation was not good and ran away. He was hit in the calf by An Moxue's knife, staggered, and was caught by A Xia.

An Moxue sat in the car and gave the order: "Everyone, break both arms and tie them up."

"Yes." You could tell they were all quite excited; this was their first time encountering a jungle ambush!