But Mu Zitao has excellent hearing! He heard it all clearly! He really wanted to disregard his status as a young general and yell at that kid, "I'm not sick, stop talking nonsense!"
The anger that had been building up inside him surged up again, and he spurred his horse forward with a jerk of his legs.
The five men quickly urged their horses to catch up, and even after they had gotten some distance away, some still turned back to look at the distance, unwilling to give up.
Everyone was thinking the same thing: Whose young lady is this? She's quite something! She managed to anger their usually composed master like this. She's got some talent!
What happened between the master and this young lady? What grudge did they have?
During their time in Mopan Town, their master instructed them to stay far away and not to follow him when he went out.
The five of them were somewhat annoyed. Why were they all so stubborn and obedient? If their master didn't want them to follow, they wouldn't have followed. They could have secretly followed and protected their master. That would have prevented them from ending up like this, knowing full well that there must be something going on, yet remaining completely clueless.
I want to know so badly, it's so painful, I'm so anxious!
As the sound of horses' hooves faded into the distance, Hong Xiaoduo helped the children onto the carriage, and they continued their journey.
We need to hurry, otherwise, according to the route marked on the map, we won't be able to reach that town before dark.
After midday, Mu Zitao and his group slowed down after riding through a grove of trees.
"Master, something's not right in the woods."
"Why are there so many people making a living by robbing people on the road these days? They're quite discerning, though, and they haven't dared to mess with us. But that young lady and her group, they were also coming this way, right? There weren't any forks in the road along the way."
"Master, shall we pack it up?"
Several of his men chimed in, eager to try it out; they always got itchy hands when it came to this kind of thing.
The master's hands must be itching too, otherwise, his face, which had been dark all day, would now show a slight smile. However, why does that smile on the master's face feel a little... eerie...?
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