The atmosphere has been built up to this point, it would be impolite not to say anything now.
Gan Xin sheathed his mad blade and swung it forcefully into the hard ground. His face was covered with curly beard and his nose was straight. His tall, unruly figure gave him an arrogant and conceited air, as if he had the world at his fingertips and no one else could catch his eye.
“Zheng Quchi, you’ve already taken my deposit, but you still owe me a wheelchair that hasn’t been delivered.”
Zheng Quchi thought he was going to say something of utmost importance, but in the end, he brought up such an insignificant matter.
He stood there with such imposing presence, his arrogance overwhelming, yet all he asked her for was a wheelchair…
So, he only saved people and didn't kill them, just to make this deal with her?
Zheng Quchi rubbed his fingertips, then looked at Wang Zebang and Wei Yao, who had escaped from the knife. They leaned back a little, bracing themselves against Gan Xin, wary of him suddenly attacking, and stood up while pressing their sore abdomens.
Seeing that the two of them were unharmed, Zheng Quchi's expression, which was both gentle and cold, gradually calmed down after a moment of turmoil.
The deposit... Could he be referring to that truckload of bloody mountain prey?
That's obvious.
During her silence, Gan Xin glanced disdainfully at the nearby troop formations, feeling that he had been looked down upon: "I have to take the people in the water dungeon with me, but from now on, my relationship with the Mo family is considered settled."
He looked at Zheng Quchi and carefully preserved the promises she had made to him. However, realizing that the two of them were still on opposite sides, it was awkward to say some things at the moment. But he had no choice but to say them, so he said with an awkward and seemingly fierce expression: "Later... I will come to find you again."
Upon hearing this, Zheng Quchi looked at him with slight surprise.
Zheng Quchi and Gan Xin both understood the meaning behind his words.
He took Qiu away and planned to compensate her with himself—no, to sell himself to her and learn a trade. This deal...sounds like a pretty good deal.
The thought of the Mo family losing a top expert, like throwing a steamed bun to a dog, caused Zheng Quchi to involuntarily raise a twitching smile. If it weren't for the serious occasion, she would have laughed out loud three times—let's see who the heavens will forgive!
Wang Zebang and Wei Yao's faces turned ashen instantly. They didn't understand why, and assumed that Gan Xin harbored resentment towards the Madam because of the previous deception, and that he planned to come back to take revenge after rescuing the person.
"You dare? You really think we—"
Before they could finish speaking, Zheng Quchi quickly stepped forward and stopped them: "Alright, stop arguing with him. I know what I'm doing."
Wang Zebang was indignant: "No, Madam, he's gone too far..."
Zheng Quchi grabbed one of them with each hand and led them back behind the shield bearers to protect them, lest they speak recklessly and anger Gan Xin, the great killing god, who would then kill them both with a single blow.
As the saying goes, circumstances are stronger than people. Their hundred or so men probably wouldn't be enough for Mad Blade Gan Xin to hack away. Before, in order to surrender to her and complete the mission, he restrained himself from getting a drop of blood on his hands. The bruises on his body were probably left from when he was enduring and retreating.
But who knows how long he can endure it? A top master like Mad Blade, who has been famous in the martial arts world for a long time, usually doesn't make a move, but when he does, it's an absolute bloodbath. When he decides he can't hold back anymore, all of them present might be sacrificed by his Mad Blade.
The Mohists spared no expense on this trip, sending a reclusive master like him to rescue Yuwen Sheng while he was in trouble. Their aim was to strike a fatal blow and severely damage the Changxunpo camp.
But in the end, man proposes, God disposes.
They sent a madman, obsessed with craftsmanship and skills, whose knife just happened to fall into her not-too-big-but-not-too-small "bowl".
Oh no, she wanted to laugh again.
She composed herself and suddenly asked, "Gan Xin, how did you find the water dungeon?"
The water prison at Changxunpo was hidden and had traps and defenses. Even if he knew the location and even if he was a master of martial arts, it would be impossible for him to escape and enter so easily and quickly to rescue the people... unless there was an inside informant.
Gan Xin didn't hide anything from her; perhaps there was no need to hide it anymore.
"Xing'an placed the clues in a specific location as agreed with me at the beginning. After I collected them, I figured out the situation and broke in."
Is it Xing'an?
It's Xing'an!
She was now certain of one thing—it was neither accidental nor unexpected that he had brought her to the bandit camp; it was a pre-arranged plan from the very beginning.
He somehow learned her identity. From the beginning, he wanted to use her, to exploit her suspicions about them, and to lure her in step by step. In the end, instead of being sent to the county jail, he was successfully brought to the camp...
As expected, those from the royal palace are full of cunning and trickery. It was only through tracing back to the source that she, a commoner, was able to understand all of this.
But no matter how clever his schemes were, he probably couldn't have imagined that he would die because of his own schemes.
Although she wasn't as cunning or scheming as them, she knew that even the most meticulous strategists eventually fall apart, and that being too shrewd can easily lead to self-destruction. Often, people's fates are the result of their own scheming.
Zheng Quchi remained silent for a while. Looking over Gan Xin's broad, undulating shoulders, she saw Qiu, who was unconscious. His clothes, due to being pulled, revealed the scars on his limbs.
Even with the most advanced medical skills, he will probably be unable to walk normally for a long time.
She asked again, "Did you approach him on your own initiative, or did these people have some prior private ties with the Mo family?"
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