Han Shuang noticed her boss's unusual behavior and turned to look at the city gate tower as well. "Boss, is someone watching us?"
"Well, we didn't find anyone watching us inside the city. Now that I think about it, they didn't take us seriously at all. They left people at the city gates just to find out when we would leave. If I'm not mistaken, there should be guards at all four city gates."
No wonder she moved freely throughout the city without any one watching her. She had the tomb spirit patrol the area, and indeed found no suspicious individuals.
Now I understand. They never intended for her to leave alive, so whatever she did in the city, they only cared about the outcome.
However, even the most meticulous plans can have flaws. It was precisely because the other party didn't take her seriously that her plans proceeded smoothly.
Thinking about this, Mo Lan found it a little funny, a little aggrieved, and of course, mostly resentful.
Being looked down upon proves that she lacks authority. Recalling the Song family's fear of Qin Su, Mo Lan touched her nose. Sure enough, different people have different fates.
"Be on guard; there may be another fierce battle to be fought soon."
Although Qin Su had already destroyed one of the Song family's strongholds, she didn't know if it was completely cleaned up. Moreover, she was very curious about the level of the people who attacked her.
"Boss, you're saying the Song family is going to ambush us?" Han Shuang gripped her longsword tightly, her expression wary. "Didn't Prince Qin wipe out the Song family's secret guards? How could there still be people here?"
"Heh~, you forgot, besides the collateral branch of the Song family, Guanjun also has the direct line of Liangjing. The group that assassinated Qin Su should have been from the direct line. The people Qin Su took down should also have been from the direct line. Besides, they say a cunning rabbit has three kilns, the Song family isn't stupid, they won't put all their eggs in one basket."
"The Song family is afraid of Qin Su, but they can't beat him and can't swallow their anger, so they can only use us as a sacrifice."
Pick the softest persimmons.
Hearing Mo Lan's nonchalant tone, Han Shuang's eyes flashed, "Are they using us as scapegoats?"
"That seems to be the case. Qin Su and the others don't dare to mess with them. Now that they're gone, they've left us two weak women behind. Even if it's not a big deal, we're still involved. Our lives aren't worth much, but we can still vent our anger."
If they succeed, they can show off when they see Qin Su, and also mock him for lacking integrity and abandoning his friends at will.
Mo Lan gripped the teaching whip, curled the corners of her lips, spurred the horse's flanks, and strolled forward leisurely. Since they wouldn't let her go, there was no need to run.
Weak women? Do they look weak?
Han Shuang looked down at her arm, then turned to look at Mo Lan, who was leisurely standing to the side. "Boss, what if there are too many of them?"
"Don't worry, there won't be too many. Don't forget, no matter how good we are at fighting, we're still just two women. They don't even take us seriously." Mo Lan flicked her whip, squinted at the poplar grove ahead, and spurred her horse forward.
As soon as they stepped into the poplar grove, a group of men in black jumped out and blocked their way.
"stop."
Mo Lan and Han Shuang exchanged a glance. Look, here they come.
"Little girl, Grandpa has been waiting for you for a long time. Dismount and don't make things difficult for yourselves."
“Brave men, this is an official road. It’s not good to rob and plunder here, is it?” Mo Lan held the pointer in her hand and pointed to the woods. “I think that spot is good. It’s quite secluded, and most people won’t go in there.”
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