The second group consisted of Ji Fengyao and her three servants, all disguised as women, along with Ji Chenhai, Ji Fengming, and Hei Xiao, who were also disguised. Since everyone possessed a storage space, they each traveled alone on horseback, traveling light.
They weren't walking very fast.
When the other groups of people caught up, Ji Fengyao and her entourage were still leisurely resting and drinking tea at a roadside tea stall.
I watched as three groups of people rode past the tea stall in quick succession, as if putting out a fire.
Ji Fengming couldn't help but shake his head repeatedly, clicking his tongue and sighing: "Protecting the peace of a country, yet he incurs so much hatred. If I were his brother-in-law, I would have quit long ago and gone off to roam the world freely."
“If you were in Xiao Jiu’s position, I believe you would make the same choice as Xiao Jiu,” Hei Xiao said calmly, his gaze towards Ji Fengming gentle.
“That’s true,” Ji Fengming said, holding a steamed bun in his hand. He broke off small pieces and put them in his mouth while chatting with Hei Xiao, feeling quite pleased with himself. “Isn’t this what they call, ‘Birds of a feather flock together’?”
"You're getting all worked up just because I said you're fat. I'd be happy if you could catch up to half of your brother-in-law's weight," Ji Chenhai said, teasing Ji Fengming as usual.
This caused the magpie and the white dew to chuckle to themselves.
Lin Shuang sat properly next to Ji Fengyao, quietly eating steamed buns with tea, occasionally stealing glances at Hei Xiao across from her, her eyes and brows full of affection.
She was still troubled because Hei Xiao had moved to the Marquis of Anping's residence for some reason, and she couldn't find a suitable opportunity to confess her feelings to him.
Unexpectedly, the princess decided to take the three maids with her to the Northwest. Along the way, she had the opportunity to get close to Black Owl, which made her so happy that she couldn't sleep well all night!
At this moment, Chen Xiaoyi walked over with a group of men dressed as martial artists.
A huge crowd of people.
The small tea stall has only four tables, each seating eight people.
Ji Fengyao and her group occupied a table here.
There are three tables left.
After Chen Xiaoyi and the others filled the three tables, the remaining dozen or so people, holding onto the hilts of their knives, walked over to Ji Fengyao and the others.
Seeing that Ji Fengyao and her companions were dressed plainly and had "dark yellow complexions," they assumed they were poor, ordinary people. They shooed them away in a gruff, menacing voice, saying, "You've finished eating. If you know what's good for you, get out of here! Your tea is on me!"
"Who said we've finished eating? I've only eaten half of this steamed bun and haven't even had a couple of sips of tea," Ji Fengming said disdainfully, waving the half-eaten steamed bun in his hand without even glancing at the others.
Ji Chenhai, Ji Fengyao, Hei Xiao, and the three maids remained completely unmoved.
"Don't be stubborn and ask for trouble. If you don't want to die, hurry up... huh?"
A man with two long scars on his face sternly took out the knife from his waist and was about to slam it down on the table where Ji Fengyao and the others were sitting, in order to intimidate them.
But just as he took the knife down and was halfway through striking, Ji Chenhai gently raised his hand and supported his wrist.
A sharp, stabbing pain shot through his wrist, as if the man with the scar felt his hand bones were about to be crushed.
That's when I realized, these weren't just ordinary farmers, they were a group of experts!
When his companion was subdued, the others who had come with him immediately drew their swords.
The atmosphere instantly became tense and fraught with tension.
Chen Xiaoyi was very concerned about his image and was about to come over to act like a big shot when a skinny man accompanying him stopped him.
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