Enlightenment: Beginning as a Disposable Warrior Chapter 69 - 67: Ambushed by the Flame Banner Army!

After a table full of dishes was served, Su Mu quietly slipped a silver ingot to the waiter. The waiter’s eyes darted before gulping down so water, instantly understanding.

"Is there anything else you need, sir?"

"Has there been any interesting news in Heishan Town recently? Tell it to ."

At that mont, Su Mu started eating, while the waiter began to speak endlessly.

"About a month ago, a house of a family selling pancakes on the north side of town caught fire at midnight, burning fiercely until morning. Fortunately, it rained afterward..."

"Half a month ago, the landlord Zhang in town took a ninth concubine, who is from Xiahe Village in the south. She’s very pretty..."

After listening for a while, Su Mu frowned slightly. Noticing his frown, the waiter pondered and said, "If you speak of big issues, about five or six days ago, the town constables were all out, seemingly with Cyan Cloud Army people. They arrested several people, both male and female, looking quite young, but I’m not clear on the specifics."

Both male and female, quite young?

Feeling intrigued, Su Mu discreetly made a ntal note of this before signaling the waiter to leave.

The rooster’s crow heralded the arrival of dawn.

The next morning, Su Mu, holding the Assassin’s Order, arrived at the Heishan Town Patrol Departnt. The cautious patrol officers inspected repeatedly, confird Su Mu’s identity without error, and then settled him in the Patrol Office.

"Li, tomorrow morning we will set out, best to go out less today and conserve energy."

"Okay."

During their conversation, Su Mu noticed several eyes on him from a distance. Leading the group, one wore the silver armor of Cyan Cloud Army, and the other was lean, clad in black attire. From both, Su Mu sensed an aura similar to Wu Lie and Director Li.

"The aura is weaker than Uncle Wu and Director Li... but they’re all Yijin martial artists."

Su Mu, with his keen senses, assessed their strength and felt uncertain; deploying two Seventh-Grade Yijin martial artists ant this mission wouldn’t be simple.

"Since I’m here, I’ll go with the flow... besides, if the sky falls, these two will hold it up."

After cultivating overnight, Su Mu donned the Snow Silkworm Inner Armor close to the skin, then put on the Scale Black Armor of the Demon Slayer Bureau. To avoid drawing attention, Su Mu didn’t plan to buy firearms this ti.

Compared to the Cyan Cloud Army’s bright silver armor, the Demon Slayer Bureau’s armor was more inconspicuous, which pleased Su Mu.

Before dawn the next day, Heishan Town Patrol Departnt was ready under the arrangent of those two n from the previous day. Su Mu, clad in Scale Black Armor with a long saber at his waist, stood among the crowd, appearing as a most ordinary constable.

Soon, two disheveled, similar-build n in prison garb and shackles were escorted from a deep courtyard.

Silver needles embedded the key acupoints of their shoulders, arms, etc. Su Mu, having been influenced by the Pharmacist, had minor success in dical skills, especially understanding human acupoints; this was to seal the flow of qi blood and power within them.

Such thods indicated these two were martial artists.

Su Mu knew little about the ones being escorted; though his senses quickly differentiated the two, he remained unclear about which was truly the prisoner.

After loading them onto a vehicle, the leader of Cyan Cloud Army spoke deeply,

"Depart!"

With the command, the rewarding escort officially began.

On this foggy day, the sky was heavy with swirling clouds, looking sowhat oppressive.

Those responsible for escorting were seasoned practitioners, stepping lightly; they soon reached a dense forest five miles outside Heishan Town, and following predetermined personnel allocations, split into two routes, releasing a prisoner from the vehicle.

One Cyan Cloud Army mber led over thirty Cyan Cloud Soldiers to escort the vehicle through the forest towards the official road, while the remaining twenty-plus, including Su Mu, were managed by the lean man in black attire.

Today, this lean man wore a three-foot long sword at his waist.

"Everyone, hold your positions."

Following orders, Su Mu had noticed earlier a person within the squad holding a Fine Iron Whistle Stick, and quietly followed beside them.

"Commander, it’s ti to set out."

The squad’s sole remaining Cyan Cloud Soldier reminded. The lean man glanced at the sky and shook his head, "No rush, wait a while longer."

A quarter of an hour later, the man gestured, "We’re moving out!"

"Move!"

The Cyan Cloud Soldier relayed, imdiately escorting the prisoner onward, with Su Mu at the rear of the group.

Covering ten miles, the group reached the foot of a mountain, where the prisoner defiantly refused to proceed.

"Move on!"

Soone shouted imdiately.

The prisoner, clad in convict garb, showed arrogance, with a sneer at the corner of his lips, coldly snorting, "I’m tired, not moving. What can you governnt dogs do?"

"If any of you have the guts, kill right here."

"You..."

"What, afraid to kill your grandpa Zhou Heng, then shut up." The convict leaned against a tree intending to sit.

Just as he finished speaking, the leader’s face darkened, he surveyed the surroundings and delivered a shadow-laden kick. Amidst screams, the self-proclaid grandpa Zhou Heng beca a rolling gourd, howling miserably as he rolled away.

Finally hitting his head on a rock, blood flowed from his scalp.

"I advise you not to make aningless resistance, next ti it won’t be a kick, and I don’t mind knocking you out directly."

"You two, carry him, hurry on!"

The lean leader reprimanded, imdiately two n lifted Zhou Heng to continue the journey, while Su Mu abruptly turned to gaze at a spot within the dense forest beside him.