As for this silly, husky-like killer, Mo Yan made him stay and be their driver.
If he disobeys, the poison he is given will take effect.
Mo Yan is not some saintly person, nor does she believe that this person will have a change of heart. She can only feel at ease if she keeps him under control.
Mo Ran didn't think her grandmother had done anything wrong. It wasn't them, it was her and her grandmother's kindness that shouldn't have been used in this way.
The assassin was extremely aggrieved and in great pain. He was the number one assassin on the list, but now he had to work as someone's driver.
He had never suffered such injustice before, but there was nothing he could do. If he wanted to live after taking the poison, he had to obey orders.
He felt he had a long life ahead of him.
Along the way, they encountered many more assassins. At this point, Mo Yan stopped moving and kicked the coachman away.
"Didn't you say you were the number one in the martial arts world? Take care of all these people. Oh, and make them sign something before you do."
Coachman: "???"
What the hell? Does the number one assassin have to do something like this?
So why did you find it fun and accept the assassin's wanted poster?
As a result, we encountered such a tricky opponent.
Seeing the driver's frustrated expression, Mo Ran couldn't help but laugh. No wonder her grandmother said this guy was still useful; now that she saw it, he really was.
He can be a driver, sometimes a helper, and now he can even take care of assassins.
"Ranran, do you see that? This is how you make use of waste. You must remember this principle in the future."
No matter what it is or what kind of killer it is, we must make the best use of them.
This is the greatest respect we can show them.
Mo Ran nodded obediently, "Grandmother, granddaughter understands."
Coachman: "???" You're discussing this right in front of me, trying to make the most of me? Is that really okay?
"Mmm, good girl."
Mo Yan patted her granddaughter's head and glanced over there. "Hey driver, can you hurry up? If you can't beat them, just say so, okay?"
Coachman: "..." How could he possibly lose?
Their coachman quickly settled everyone and got back into the carriage.
They then continued on to the next village, but to their surprise, there were very few people there.
The driver stopped at a certain place.
"Madam, I suddenly remembered something. It seems there's a plague in this place. Should we turn back and take a longer route?"
He had heard that there was a plague here when he passed through before, and that it would be very dangerous to pass through.
Out of caution, he did not pass through that place at that time.
Although his martial arts skills were unparalleled, he was still helpless against the plague.
Mo Yan looked at Mo Ran and saw the determination in her granddaughter's eyes.
“My grandfather and I are both doctors, so naturally we won’t leave. We need to go inside, you…”
Mo Yan smiled. "As the driver, do you think you have a choice?"
Coachman: "..."
Why did he have to come out for the trial? Wouldn't it have been better to stay in the valley?
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