"Boss, hurry up and explain things to them, okay?" One of Mo Mu's henchmen, who had already been stabbed several times and kicked to the ground, tried his best to remind his boss as he listened to the conversation.
Unfortunately, the opponent was too ruthless. Before the boss could explain, a sword pierced through his heart.
The subordinate stared in disbelief at the bodyguard in front of him, then expressionlessly withdrew his sword. Are bodyguards all this cold-blooded now?
Looking at his subordinate who died with his eyes wide open, Mo Mu felt regretful, regretting that he shouldn't have taken this job.
At the same time, seeing most of his men lying on the ground, their lives hanging in the balance, he was furious and roared at Tang Xihua, "Did you escorts leave without your brains?"
Are you going to wrongly accuse people without thoroughly investigating the matter?
In just a short while, several more of his men fell to the ground, some struggling, some twitching a few times and then going still.
However, at this moment, the head of the bodyguards in front of him did not continue to fight him.
"You didn't see them, but you know they are here. Does that mean you're lying in ambush because they're the targets?" Tang Xihua sensed something was wrong and picked up on something else.
"No, it's not that. My men heard a rumor a few days ago that the young master of Lord Zhao's family in town was severely beaten by a young woman with seven children while resting at a deserted inn."
So, as soon as you asked me, I guessed it should be.
As the saying goes, even thieves have their code of honor. My brothers and I don't rob just anyone. We don't touch the elderly, women, or children," Mo Mu said loudly.
The reason for speaking loudly was to inform his subordinates, so that if the other party questioned a particular subordinate, they would have to give a unified story.
Mo Mu is a man of flexibility and adaptability. However, his side couldn't hold on after just one exchange of blows, as his opponent was a truly ruthless opponent.
If we fight head-on, we're likely to be wiped out today.
As long as you're alive, there's still hope. So, you should just endure it.
At times like this, face and self-respect don't matter; staying alive is the most important thing.
As long as I survive, I can make a comeback and seek revenge on these bodyguards.
"The young master of Lord Zhao's family? A deserted post station?" Tang Xihua repeated in a low voice.
On the way here, there was a deserted inn where he and his bodyguards had rested, so he still remembered it quite well.
Who is this young master from that noble family? He was resting with her at the inn when she got him into trouble?
It's easy to imagine what kind of character the sons of officials are usually like. How could they possibly gain the slightest advantage from her, who never suffers a loss?
Hearing this, Tang Xihua no longer doubted that the bandit leader was lying.
"I'm telling the truth. Tell them to stop right now. Since it's a misunderstanding, we're just unlucky." Mo Mu noticed that in just a short while, he was the only one standing on his side.
Upon hearing this, Tang Xihua looked around.
The bodyguards standing nearby had already heard what the bandit leader had just said and quickly relayed the message to their companions. However, looking at the bandits lying dead and wounded on the ground, they felt no remorse whatsoever.
They had learned martial arts from their master since childhood and possessed excellent skills, but they felt it was a waste of their talents to only use them for escorting goods.
The bodyguards from other escort agencies would pray for a safe journey and that nothing bad would happen when they went on their missions.
But they are different; they always hope to meet someone like the one in front of them, so they can make good use of their strengths.
Unfortunately, the镖局 (escort agency) had a great reputation, and its escort missions were always large-scale, so it was rare to encounter such a situation.
Occasionally, if they encountered such a situation, those who were slow to react wouldn't even get a chance to act before it was over. The bodyguards who had acted were extremely proud of themselves, while those who didn't get a chance to act were filled with regret.
Today, I was really lucky; I finally got to have my fill.
The important thing is that Lady Hong and her seven adorable children were unharmed, which immediately put me in a good mood.
After looking around, Tang Xihua faced the bandit leader Mo Mu again and smiled, "I'm really sorry, it was a misunderstanding."
Mo Mu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's good that the misunderstanding has been cleared up."
"But, it's already like this, what can we do?" Tang Xihua asked, pointing to the dead and wounded robbers around them.
"Let's just accept our bad luck and pretend we never saw it," Mo Mu said with a wry smile.
But in his heart, he told himself to remember the face of the person in front of him. He would remember this grudge!
"Since you've accepted your bad luck, then we'll grant your wish." Tang Xihua said coldly, then turned to the bodyguards and said, "Send them on their way, so they won't harm innocent people."
The bodyguards were waiting for his decision, and upon hearing this, they immediately grabbed their weapons and began searching for survivors, intending to kill them once they were found.
For a time, screams and pleas for mercy filled the air.
"You, I've already surrendered and bowed my head, yet you still dare to kill me all?" Mo Mu's eyes turned red as he watched his men being killed one by one.
Tang Xihua sneered, "Do you feel innocent? If I'm not mistaken, your name is Mo Mu, right? Over the years, hundreds of people have died tragically at your hands, haven't they?"
The Weiyuan Escort Agency in Jiangnan, with its eighteen escorts, and the dozens of scholars who went to the capital for the imperial examinations a few years ago, and a pregnant woman who returned to her parents' home three years ago—weren't they all killed by your hands?
When you and your men were killing people, did you show even the slightest bit of mercy?
After saying that, Tang Xihua picked up the weapon in her hand and stepped forward.
"I'll fight you to the death." At this moment, Mo Mu knew that no matter how much he bowed his head and begged, he would not have a good ending today.
He raised his knife and charged forward. He didn't want to be stubborn, but he knew all too well that even if he valued his life and wanted to escape, it was impossible.
The two clashed, and before they could even exchange two blows, Mo Mu's throat was slashed open by Tang Xihua's sword.
He released the knife from his hand, clutching the blood gushing from his neck, and staggered backward, his eyes fixed on the镖师 (bodyguard/escort) before him. In his last moments, Mo Mu wondered if he would have avoided this calamity if he hadn't taken the job from the Zhao family's young master.
Is it because of bad luck? Or is it because of that arrogant young lady who I've been waiting for so many days and still haven't seen?
The bodyguards checked the bandits on the ground again to make sure none of them were alive before they approached Tang Xihua.
"Should we bury it?" someone asked.
"Don't you have any energy to spare? Quickly bandage your wounds and let's continue our journey." After saying this, Tang Xihua walked towards her mount.
At this moment, he felt his legs were going weak.
It wasn't because he had just killed someone. He had been a镖师 (bodyguard/escort) for many years, and it wasn't that he had never encountered such a thing before, nor that he had never killed anyone.
However, this was only done after confirming that Hong Xiaoduo had not encountered these robbers.
But where are she and her seven children now...?
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