When Shang Changge wants to socialize, he has a natural talent for being a social tyrant.
It's still early.
After getting the information he wanted from Chu Zhao, he turned around and started chatting with the other martial arts figures who had come that night.
Regardless of whether the other party is male or female, belongs to a powerful or weak sect, or has many or few members.
Shang Changge always managed to get the other person to open up in just a few words, and they would chat with her for four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, or even ten sentences.
Qingyao and Michan stayed by Shang Changge's side the whole time. In the end, they exchanged a glance and saw the same words in each other's eyes:
Shocking, outrageous, unbelievable—how can the princess chat with just anyone?
After Shang Changge finished his conversation, he had gained a basic understanding of the various heroes and chivalrous figures in the grove.
He felt very gratified to bring Qingyao and Michan back to their original positions.
Because everyone who came was entitled to come; no one who shouldn't have come snuck in.
This way, you don't have to worry about being stabbed in the back during a hunt.
It must be said,
Xiao Ji and the beauty's younger brother have truly extensive and reliable connections; I'm jealous.
After this hunt, she also needs to develop her own power base; it's time to have a group of people who belong entirely to her!
We can't take advantage of Xiao Qingyao, her poor working-class brother, otherwise the little girl will be too pitiful and won't have any time for herself.
"Um."
In the darkness of night,
Shang Changge stroked his chin, nodding as he thought, feeling that he was truly a considerate and good princess to his subordinates.
There was no precise time when the hunt would begin, since the people of Gejiazhuang had legs to run around.
So all they could do was lie in ambush and wait, and they waited until the end of the morning when it was fully light.
At 3:45 AM, it was dawn.
The procession from Gejiazhuang to the capital finally appeared on the official road; before them, other vehicles had already passed by on the main road.
This shows that Gejiazhuang was very cautious about this trip to the capital.
At this time, on the official road.
Beside a carriage belonging to the Gejiazhuang caravan, a burly man with an axe slung over his shoulder swaggered along.
After looking around, he spat on the ground, then turned and spoke in a loud voice to the people sitting in the carriage.
"Brother, I told you you were overthinking it, weren't you? Look, we've been walking for two days and haven't seen a single stray dog on the road."
"We were allowed into the city by the Emperor's permission. Who in the world dares to oppose the Emperor of Qingyan?"
The person sitting in the carriage was none other than Ge Wuming, the head of the Ge family manor.
Ge Wuming shook his head with a profound and inscrutable expression, at a loss for words with his rough and unruly third brother, and earnestly admonished him:
"Third brother, better safe than sorry."
This attempt to recruit foreign soldiers is fraught with peril; we must be wary.
The third brother, who was also the third leader of Gejiazhuang, was illiterate and disliked listening to these literary expressions, nor could he understand them.
"Okay, I'll listen to you, big brother."
He might not like hearing it, but as the younger brother, he respected his older brother.
He switched the large axe from his right shoulder to his left, and spat fiercely on the ground.
"If those bastards really dare to come, we're not afraid. For the past five years, Gejiazhuang has been the one that others are afraid of."
"If any daredevil comes, I'll slice their heads off with one axe and send them to meet King Yama in the underworld as soon as possible."
Ge Wuming did not respond. The carriage procession was now traveling on a relatively open flat area, with a hillside on the right.
Normally, birds should be chirping the most in the early morning, but there isn't a single bird chirping right now, which is strange.
“Cuckoo—cuckoo—cuckoo—”
It's the call of a cuckoo, but this call doesn't sound right.
There was no attempt to hide anything amiss; anyone could tell it was a human voice making those noises, and the other party was clearly teasing them on purpose.
"Oh no, an ambush!"
Someone in the ranks shouted, and as soon as the shout ended, arrows with gleaming cold arrowheads rained down from the hillside.
The people of Gejiazhuang hurriedly drew their swords to block, but just as they finished, they were met by various groups of people who drew their swords and charged out from the small hillside.
The first to be attacked was Shang Changge, who relied on his invulnerability to all poisons and his strong back, and his Xuan Tie longsword went straight for Ge Wuming.
"Ping ping ping ping—bang bang bang—!"
The hunt was about to begin, and the two sides were locked in fierce combat, the entire open space filled with the sounds of clashing weapons.
Suddenly, Ge Wuming shouted, and the people from Ge Family Village all waved their hands and threw out the poison powder hidden in their sleeves.
Whether her fellow passengers on the boat dodged the poison powder thrown at them was unknown to Shang Changge; she didn't dodge at all.
Half a second before the third leader, carrying a large axe, threw poison powder at her, she closed her eyes and used her ears to locate the source of the sound and began to shoot blindly.
The third leader cursed and swore as he fought, struggling to parry Shang Changge's attacks and constantly retreating.
"Damn it! Brother, this little wench I'm fighting is really weird, she's not affected by our poison at all!"
Ge Wuming felt a chill run down his spine. He also noticed that many of the people coming towards them were unaffected by the poison powder they had thrown out, which showed that the newcomers were up to no good.
However,
Gejiazhuang is skilled in manufacturing and using poisons; if one poison doesn't work, they'll find a second or a third...
Throwing all sorts of strange and varied poisons at the opponent, you can always poison one or two of them.
The Ge Family Manor has its own strengths, as do other sects, and they all have strategies in place to deal with the Ge Family Manor's poison.
Therefore, neither side gained an advantage in the short term, and there was no absolute dominance of one side over the other.
Shang Changge alone was very brave.
Relying on her superpowers, she charged forward with incredible speed and determination.
After crippling the seemingly fierce third leader and handing him over to the leader of the assassins, he drew his sword and charged at Ge Wuming.
As he drew his sword to strike, he didn't forget his self-identity as someone traveling, and very appropriately shouted:
"Nameless scoundrel! Two years ago, your Ge Family Manor massacred my entire sect. Today, I will make your Ge Family Manor pay for this debt in blood!!"
Ge Wuming raised his sword to meet the attack, his face grim, but he had no idea who the black-clad woman who was rushing towards him was.
Whether it was five years ago or in the last five years, dozens of sects, large and small, were openly and secretly wiped out by the Ge Family Village.
I never imagined there were still so many who slipped through the net! They didn't even bother to wipe them all out; they've raised a bunch of useless bastards!
Gejiazhuang is known for its poisons.
Ge Wuming's martial arts skills are among the best in the martial arts world, but he relies on poison the most.
Whenever he had the chance, he would throw poison at Shang Changge. Shang Changge was not afraid at all and instead took advantage of the gaps in Ge Wuming's poison-throwing to kill him.
Ge Wuming used all the poisons he carried on Shang Changge, and after finding none of them effective, he gritted his teeth and roared angrily:
"Witch, what kind of monster are you! Are you perhaps a poison-man raised by some poison doctor?!"
Ge Wuming's angry shout was full of energy, and in the current environment where the sounds of weapons clashing were constantly being heard, it could probably be clearly heard by everyone.
Realizing this,
Shang Changge was very unhappy because she was indeed an outlier in this world.
But she didn't want to expose this fact, and she didn't want to be seen as a witch who would be chased and killed or tied up and burned as a sacrifice to the heavens.
Shang Changge's mind raced, and after finishing, he imitated Ge Wuming and shouted as loudly as he could:
"You guessed right, your great-aunt is a poisoner, and that's all thanks to you!"
"Today it's either you or me, take this!"
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