"This is my daughter, and the other is my concubine," Wu Xingwang introduced.
The guards led out several horses, and the servants carried the dismantled carriage.
The group carried all these things down the mountain.
The starving refugees at the foot of the mountain saw them carrying a lot of things and rushed over. The guards and the Yun family members, along with Lin Yinan and her siblings, protected Wu Xingwang and the servants and guards carrying the things in the middle.
"Sir, please be kind and give us some food!"
"My parents are starving to death, please give them some food!"
"Please, please have mercy and give us some food!"
"..."
Seeing that they all remained unmoved, one of the refugees stared with venomous eyes and shouted, "They're only looking for food. Kill them and all this food will be ours!"
He incited the refugees to agitate, and with their food supplies nearly exhausted and their southward route washed away by the river, they were left with nowhere to go.
Seeing that the refugees were about to grab him, Lin Yinan made a decisive move, raised his crossbow, and quickly shot an arrow at the person in front who was inciting the refugees.
The man was shot in the forehead, his eyes wide open as he fell to the ground.
Young Master Wu gave Lin Yinan a deep look; this woman, completely covered up, was quite formidable.
"Ah! Murder!"
"Murder!"
The surrounding refugees, seeing this, stopped in their tracks in fright. Upon closer inspection, they realized that Yun Mo and his companions were all holding swords, and dared not continue their charge. Some of them turned and ran away in fear.
Yun Mo spoke up at the opportune moment, "Anyone who gets close will die!"
At the same time, Yun Yi rushed over with two hundred guards. He shouted from behind the refugees, "Make way!"
The two hundred guards, each wielding a sword, exuded a chilling aura. The refugees dared not provoke them and scattered in all directions, fearing that if they were too slow, the swords would fall upon them.
If they can survive, they can go up the mountain to dig up some wild vegetables and roots to fill their stomachs.
Yun Yi walked up to Yun Mo and bowed, "Your subordinate is late, please forgive me, Master."
"Lead the way back to camp."
Wu Xingwang looked at the two hundred guards that Yun Yi had brought, and his heart, which had been hanging in suspense, was finally put at ease. Then, he was completely devastated.
The promised 6,000 catties of grain are probably gone forever!
Yun Mo walked at the very back of the group, bent down and forcefully pulled out the short arrow from the forehead of the slain man, wiped it clean, glanced at it, and then put it into his sleeve.
Back at the camp, Wu Xingwang was completely stunned, his obese body trembling involuntarily.
Yun Er quickly stepped forward to comfort him, "Don't worry, Mr. Wu, we are not bandits."
Wu Xingwang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. "Don't worry, I'm very relieved."
"That's good!" Yun Er patted his shoulder and then went to call Yun Wu to treat his guard's injuries.
Don't let them die; they're worth a thousand catties of grain!
After discussing with the clan leader, the Yun brothers decided to rest for another half an hour.
Doctor Lin and Yun Wu re-bandaged the wounds of the Wu family guards.
Lin Yinan sat on the cart, munching on a pancake while lost in thought.
Having made all the arrangements, Yun Mo walked over from a distance, specifically to find her.
"Miss Lin, here is your arrow."
He took out the short arrow from his sleeve. He didn't know what material it was made of; the arrow was jet black, cold to the touch, and very hard.
Lin Yinan brushed the crumbs off his hands, took the arrow and put it into the quiver at his waist. He realized he had been careless when he left and only remembered to pull out the arrow when he returned.
Thank you!
Yun Mo seemed to want to say something but hesitated. Lin Yinan looked up at him, somewhat puzzled, "What, is there something else?"
"Miss Lin, this arrow of yours is truly special. Was it also made by your master?"
He lowered his eyes to gaze at her, his eyes radiating a tenderness he himself was unaware of.
Lin Yinan quickly avoided his gaze, feeling a little uncomfortable being stared at like that. "I got it by chance, and kept it because I found it useful."
Yun Mo's lips curled slightly, and a few delicate feelings suddenly spread through his heart. Even if he didn't get a response from her, just looking at her like this made him feel very content.
"I saw that weapon you used to fight the bandits last time, and it looked really powerful. I wonder if I could borrow it to take a look?" His voice was gentle, with a hint of caution and expectation.
Lin Yinan glanced at him irritably, pursed her lips tightly, and said coldly, "No, we don't lend out other people's belongings."
Yun Mo was stunned for a moment, then realized what he had done and bowed to him apologetically, "I was being presumptuous. I should go back and prepare for our departure soon."
Lin Yinan turned her face away, refusing to look at him.
Yun Mo gave her a deep look, a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes. He felt somewhat defeated, unsure of how to win her heart.
Su Yunzhi watched Yun Mo's somewhat forlorn figure leave, having seen Yun Mo come to see Lin Yinan several times before.
Young Master Yun, he must also like Anan, right?
Judging from his expression, it seemed that Anan hadn't accepted him. Could it be because of her?
But in the end, it was I who let her down!
Wu Xingwang gave directions, and the Yun family's secret guards led the way.
The road to Luochu City doesn't require returning the same way; instead, it follows a narrow path along the banks of the Lingbei River. The path is quite narrow, just wide enough for a single carriage to pass.
Wu Xingwang said that it would take three days to reach Luochu City from here.
After the group turned into a side road, the desperate refugees quickly followed behind, thus taking away most of the refugees stranded at Lingbei River.
The procession heading towards Luochu City grew increasingly large.
Few people walk on this path, and there are no corpses of refugees on it.
Lin Yinan found the mask too stuffy, so she stopped wearing it.
During one of his rest stops, he saw Lin Yinan's stunningly beautiful face and started to approach her from time to time to chat.
"May I ask your name, young lady? My name is Wu Shaokang. I just turned eighteen this year and am not yet married."
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