After saying that, he looked shocked and bewildered.
"Quick, go back! We've been tricked!"
He knelt down with a thud, desperately begging for mercy: "General, Yuwen Sheng is such a cunning and despicable fellow, he deliberately misled and deceived me, it's all my fault..."
Mo Ye was momentarily confused by his overflowing emotions, genuine remorse, and heart-wrenching weeping, unable to discern truth from falsehood. His face suddenly darkened: "Turn back, let's go!"
The main force began to return along the same route, but Fu Rong seized the opportunity and slowly retreated. As they prepared to give chase, he quickly ran in the opposite direction.
At this moment, someone noticed: "Where is Wu Daren?"
"Look! He killed someone and stole a horse to escape!"
"Damn it!" Mo Ye suddenly realized, his eyes narrowing with rage: "He's Fu Rong, the one who's best at disguising himself by Yuwen Sheng's side! No wonder he's such a good actor."
He turned his head and said coldly to the men behind him, "Take a group of men and go after him. Leave no survivors. Kill them on sight!"
Yuwen Sheng's close followers were all loyal men, and it was impossible to get anything useful out of them, so Mo Ye did not intend to give Fu Rong a chance to live from the beginning.
He turned around and continued towards Tiger Roar Pass, but was misled by a disguised Fu Rong, which also delayed the most important time.
When they arrived at Huxiao Pass, Yuwen Sheng and his men had already left. Mo Ye only saw Gongshu Jiruo and his men applying medicine for treatment.
Gongshu Jiruo sat leaning against the wall, exhausted and powerless, with most of his body stained red with blood. His pierced hand was particularly ferocious and terrifying, but his cold and indifferent demeanor was still not to be underestimated.
He glanced up indifferently at Mo Ye, who had arrived late: "You're late. You can't even see through those little tricks. Mo Sima, it's no wonder you lost to Yuwen Sheng."
"When did Yuwen Sheng become so merciful, leaving your Gongshu family with only a breath left to eke out a living here?" Mo Ye retorted, lifting his scarlet cloak and sitting down under the shed.
“He failed to kill me this time, and this will be the biggest mistake he has ever made in his life.” Gongshu Jiruo reached out his hand and let his guards clean his wounds.
Mo Ye glanced at him twice and clicked his tongue, saying, "Isn't Master Gongshu always aloof and detached from the world? You should take a good look in the mirror now and see the twisted expression of jealousy and malice on your face."
Gongshu Jiruo lowered her frosty, snow-white eyelashes, her eyes lowered like a Buddha's: "You have been defeated by Yuwen Sheng many times. If you don't regain your reputation this time, you will be disgraced for the rest of your life. Moye, let's cooperate."
Mo Ye Nisheng raised his thick eyebrows and sneered, "Fine, I've been waiting for you to say that."
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