Han Shuang kicked the leader lying on the ground, "Why did the Song family hire a bunch of good-for-nothings like you?"
"Heroine, spare our lives! I know the head guard of the Song family. He recently told us to find some powerful men to keep watch over you and kill you once you leave the city, so we can vent our anger."
“Brother Tian is right. We’ve been hanging around Guan County for a long time. With the Song family involved, we dare not disobey.”
Mo Lan sat on a rock to the side, crossed her legs, and flicked the pointer in her hand. "What will happen if you fail to complete the mission?"
Hearing Mo Lan's question, those people turned pale. The Song family held absolute power in Guan County, and they could get rid of them without anyone noticing as easily as stepping on an ant.
Thinking of this, the man surnamed Tian immediately kowtowed to Mo Lan, "Heroine, spare my life! I was ignorant and blinded by money. If you are willing to show mercy, I am willing to leave for distant lands and never return to Guan County."
"Heh~, you're smart. Whether it's us or the Song family, you're all a bunch of rabble. I'd rather not dirty my hands killing you. Get lost. As for whether you go back to Guan County or not, I won't interfere."
Mo Lan stood up, patted her clothes, and said, "Han Shuang, let's go."
She genuinely had no intention of killing these thugs. Of course, if they were bold enough to return to Guan County and die at the hands of the Song family, then they would have no one to blame but themselves.
They set off again. Mo Lan abandoned her horse and rode in the carriage, while Han Shuang tied the two horses to the carriage shaft and drove the carriage herself.
"Boss, should we head straight for Jiang County next?"
"Yes, the destination of this trip is Jiang County. Let's take the official road; it'll be more convenient."
Mo Lan silently calculated that the distance from Guan County to Jiang County was very far. At their speed, it would take at least half a month. It was already the end of October, and they wanted to get back by the end of the year, so time was tight. They had already wasted a lot of time just on the road.
If they were to speed things up, they would have to resort to drastic measures. Thinking of this, Mo Lan glanced at Han Shuang, who was focused on driving. From the moment she saved Han Shuang, Han Shuang had been loyal to her without ever having a second thought. And she herself genuinely trusted her.
However, there was one thing that Mo Lan never asked about, and Han Shuang never mentioned it either: the hatred still lingered in her heart. Although she had gone back to take revenge last time and had also become tainted with resentment, the hatred in her eyes had not completely disappeared.
Instead, she hides herself even more deeply than before, and her whole demeanor is more aloof and ruthless, but she remains unchanged when it comes to herself.
"Tomb Spirit, are you still there?"
“Boss, I’ve always been here,” the tomb spirit’s mournful voice echoed in my ear.
Why have you never spoken out?
This guy was rarely quiet before, so why has he suddenly changed his ways? She thought he was practicing some kind of cultivation again.
"Didn't the boss greet me?" The Tomb Spirit felt helpless. Since merging with Mustard Seed, it had found itself to be much calmer than before.
Indeed, Buddhist things should not be touched.
Fortunately, the two are evenly matched, and neither can subdue the other, but they will always have some influence on each other.
You feel it, and so does the other person.
Listening to the tomb spirit's mournful voice, Mo Lan curled her lips slightly. "If I want to survive in this era, I must solve problems with my own abilities. If all else fails, you'll have to step in."
The existence of mandala can only be used as a trump card, but it cannot be relied upon.
Otherwise, her fate would still be tragic.
"What does the boss want me to do?" The tomb spirit raised its voice slightly when it heard that it had something to do.
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