He Su covered her mouth and nose, looking at the coffin with distaste. It was one thing for Pei Yu to be dead, but why couldn’t he have died a bit cleaner? His body had been dead for days and already reeked, the current stench was strong enough to make acid rise in her stomach.
The mountain road was difficult to traverse, and the cart jolted sharply. The cart’s slow pace also significantly delayed the group’s travel speed.
He Su saw that the won who had rescued her wore expressionless faces, each bearing a similarly cold deanor. She felt a bit uneasy.
Previously, due to Ah Ying’s brutality, she had been desperate to escape, but now that she had actually escaped, her chaotic mind gradually regained order.
These people...
Back when Pei Yu was alive, they had enabled his tyranny and never looked at her straight. Following Pei Yu’s example of treating her as if she was nothing, these people had adopted his attitude, treating her like air. Sotis, she even lacked enough food to feel full. On several occasions, she had nearly starved to death, but these people remained indifferent, completely unconcerned about whether she lived or died.
So why had these people changed their behavior now that Pei Yu was dead?
Could it be that they had suddenly had a change of heart, turned over a new leaf, and decided to be good people?
He Su didn’t believe it for a second.
"Where are we going?" The cart was driven by soone, a figure whose left arm Yu Chu had chopped off during a prison break, leaving only the right arm. The stump was haphazardly wrapped in so rags, seemingly powdered with golden sore dicine, but the blood still could not be stopped.
Yet, looking at this person, she seed completely unconcerned about her own life or death.
Due to the excessive blood loss, her face was pale. Upon hearing He Su’s question, she remained as unresponsive as if deaf, thoroughly ignoring He Su.
A tight feeling gripped He Su’s heart, "We can’t just keep running like this. Moreover, there are many fierce beasts in these mountains. You are not locals, unfamiliar with the mountain terrain; it’s easy for sothing bad to happen if you rashly venture deeper."
"Shut up!"
The person seed impatient with He Su, suddenly shouting in a low voice.
He Su: "..."
Why was she feeling increasingly uneasy?
What exactly did these people want? And why did they rescue her from prison?
"Stop!" He Su shouted, "I appreciate you saving my life, but I want to get down now!"
Smack—!
A slap struck He Su’s face, and the one-ard woman snarled, "I told you to shut up!"
He Su held her face, unsure of how to react.
This...
"What on earth do you all want!" she asked, unable to contain herself any longer.
The woman still paid her no heed.
Just then, horse hooves sounded from behind.
It sounded like just one horse, just one person. The others had known about his pursuit all along but hadn’t taken it seriously.
"Whoosh—!"
Drawing a bow and shooting, an arrow whistled through the air, striking the woman in the back.
Just monts ago, this was the woman who had slapped He Su. Now struck by an arrow in the chest and already severely injured, she thudded to the ground with a crash, tumbling off the cart.
The others imdiately tightened their reins.
He Su was startled.
She swallowed hard, then turned to look back.
Listening,
The sound of the hooves grew louder, the distance between them closing, and the figure on horseback beca from blurry to distinct.
As the night wind dispersed the clouds and the bright moonlight cascaded down, illuminating the figure...
He Su was stunned.
Only because she recognized this person.
But she was very surprised.
"Aunt Zhao???"
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