Be vigilant on your surroundings while on the road. Keep your eyes and ears open. If you discover anyone else lying in ambush, forget about the carriage and me; save your own life first!
The coachman sat stiffly in front of the carriage, his face drained of color, his lips trembling slightly, like a leaf falling in the autumn wind.
His hands gripped the reins tightly like pincers, veins bulging on the back of his hands, and his knuckles turning pale from the excessive force.
His gaze passed over the Dark Moon and landed on Shadow One opposite him. Shadow One exuded a dangerous aura, like a ferocious beast ready to devour its prey.
The coachman felt his legs go weak, his knees buckling uncontrollably, and every inch of air seemed to be filled with fear.
Upon hearing Dark Moon's instructions, the coachman was taken aback, a look of astonishment flashing across his face.
Immediately, his brows furrowed tightly into a deep frown, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead due to anxiety.
He looked at Dark Moon, his eyes filled with worry and determination, and said urgently, "Miss Dark Moon, it's too dangerous for you to stay here alone!"
"Your martial arts are superb, but he's up to no good. Who knows what other tricks he might have up his sleeve! Your lightness skill is excellent; you should escape first, and I'll distract him!"
As he spoke, he unconsciously gripped the riding crop tighter, his rough palms turning slightly red from the force.
It was as if they were ready to rush out at any moment, regardless of the consequences, to give Dark Moon a chance to escape.
Dark Moon gently shook her head, her black hair swaying slightly, her eyes filled with unwavering determination.
Seeing this, the coachman opened his mouth anxiously, making a few hesitant sounds as if he wanted to say something, his face filled with anxiety and worry.
He wanted to persuade Dark Moon again, but when his gaze swept over the tense situation around him, his burning words froze instantly, and he swallowed back the words that were on the tip of his tongue.
He knew perfectly well that arguing at this critical moment was pointless and would only waste precious time.
So he could only keep his mouth tightly shut, his dry lips pressed into a pale line.
His hands were still gripping the reins tightly, his knuckles white from the force, and the veins on the back of his hands could be faintly seen between his fingers.
He waited intently for the opportunity to escape, while his eyes warily scanned his surroundings.
He doesn't miss the slightest rustling of leaves or the slightest sound; it can instantly put his nerves on edge.
Shadow One stood not far away, his figure hidden like a ghost in the dappled shadows of the trees.
The silver mask gleamed with a chilling light under the cold moonlight, like a ferocious beast lurking in the cold night, exuding a cold and dangerous aura.
The cold light reflected from the mask was like sharp blades, slicing through the quiet night.
His eyes were fixed on the dark moon, like a predator locking onto its prey, his gaze gleaming with an air of determination, and a barely perceptible excitement hidden deep within his dark eyes.
He thought to himself: I've finally waited for this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. I've been lying low for so long, just waiting for this moment. As long as I complete the task, I can hand in my report smoothly.
In contrast, Dark Moon stood tall and fearlessly met Shadow One's gaze, her eyes sharp as an eagle's, as if she could see through Shadow One's disguise.
Her mind was racing, secretly considering countermeasures. Every possible tactic and every potential weakness was repeatedly analyzed in her mind.
She keenly sensed that the other party's martial arts aura was steady and powerful, probably superior to her own, and this sense of oppression made her heart beat faster involuntarily.
A sense of doubt arose in her heart. She had always been cautious in her actions, and most of her grudges were minor squabbles. She really couldn't figure out when she had made such a formidable enemy.
She took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling slightly, forcibly suppressing the unease in her heart, and focusing all her attention on Yingyi.
Her right hand slowly gripped the long sword at her waist, her slender fingers tightly holding the hilt. Her palms were slightly sweaty, but this did not affect the strength of her grip on the sword, ready to strike.
A hint of annoyance flashed in her eyes as she secretly regretted that if she had been carrying firearms, she might have had a better chance of winning.
But now, he can only rely on the longsword in his hand and the martial arts he has honed over the years to fight against this mysterious and powerful enemy.
Dark Moon's heart pounded violently in her chest. She took a deep breath, trying to calm her surging emotions, but her fingertips still trembled slightly.
She subconsciously tightened her grip on the sword hilt, her already fair knuckles turning white from the excessive force, and the veins on the back of her hand becoming faintly visible.
She raised her eyes, her gaze fixed intently on Yingyi, her eyes like two sharp blades trying to pierce through his cold mask and uncover his true intentions.
In the silent woods, only the rustling of leaves in the breeze could be heard, and Dark Moon's steady and powerful voice was particularly clear: "May I ask who this person on the other side is?"
I have always been upright and honest, and have never done anything immoral or immoral. The grudges I have had with others are nothing more than trivial matters, not enough to warrant such an ambush.
"What deep-seated grudge do you hold against me that you would deliberately intercept me in this desolate wilderness?"
As she spoke, she subtly observed Shadow's reaction, not missing a single subtle change in his expression or body language.
They tried to find a clue from it and figure out the enemy's details.
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