"Yes, we will get ready and head over tomorrow."
After explaining some details to everyone, Li Hengsheng returned first.
Originally expecting a tough battle today, Li Hengsheng didn't anticipate resolving it so quickly, thanks to his previous unintentional rescue of Lin Qizhu's sister. Otherwise, it wouldn't have been this simple.
Sitting in the carriage on the way back, Marquis Yan was incessantly narrating some heroic deeds of his grandfather to Li Hengsheng.
Li Hengsheng listened calmly, but as they neared the city gate, he became vigilant.
At the same time, he reminded Xu Kui to be careful, as there was a high chance of an assassination attempt.
Hearing Li Hengsheng's warning, Xu Kui became cautious as well.
Three miles outside Tushan City.
There was a river, not very large, with an old wooden bridge that had seen better days. As the carriage drove onto the bridge, the wood creaked, as if it could be crushed under a heavy load at any moment.
Creak.
