After the middle-aged man left, Xiao Qingyin, using the shadows of the trees as cover, circled the banquet, throwing a pill into a wine jar on a nearby table each time she stopped.
The bandits drank bowl after bowl of wine, and when someone passed out, they pointed at them and laughed, completely unaware that someone had tampered with their drink.
In less than fifteen minutes, everyone at the banquet collapsed.
Xiao Qingyin pulled out the firewood that was burning under the big pot and threw it forcefully at the surrounding roofs, most of which were thatched and would burn fiercely once lit.
The patrolling bandits were startled when they saw the fire and quickly gathered around.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Xiao Qingyin found the place where Granny He and her husband were being held and released them.
"Young Miss!" Granny He exclaimed in alarm, "Are you alright?"
"I'm fine," Xiao Qingyin replied. "Keep your voice down, come with me, the car is over here."
The carriage remained exactly as it was, with the horses still untied. Xiao Qingyin pointed in a direction to Old Man He, "That's the road down the mountain. You go ahead first, I'll be there soon."
Granny He was shocked: "Aren't you coming with us?"
"I have something to do, but don't worry, I'll catch up soon."
After Xiao Qingyin finished speaking, she ran towards the main house. She was a little worried about the man. Although he should be a martial arts expert, the bandit leader didn't seem weak either, and she might not be able to beat him.
It's such a pity that such a handsome young man died like this.
As they approached the main house, they heard the sounds of clashing swords and screams coming from inside. A round object flew out of the door and landed at Xiao Qingyin's feet.
Xiao Qingyin lowered her head, and a head with its eyes wide open in death came into view, causing her to gasp for breath.
This is the head of that scarred-face guy.
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