"Guard Chen, why has the carriage stopped?"
The carriage curtain was pulled aside, and the still-shaken maid asked Guard Chen, whose expression was grim.
"A huge boulder rolled down from the hill ahead. It landed in the middle of the road, blocking our path," Guard Chen said.
"Then let's move it, quickly! Those bandits might be chasing us as we speak!"
The pretty young maid stuck her head out of the carriage window, glanced ahead, and spoke anxiously to Guard Chen.
"Chunxiang." A voice as gentle as flowing water sounded again from within the carriage.
"Miss," Chunxiang said, her tone anxious.
"Be quiet. Let Guard Chen decide what to do," Miss Zhu said softly.
Though she, too, was flustered, she knew she had to trust her guard's judgment and not interfere.
"Miss, the timing of that boulder's fall is too suspicious..." Before Guard Chen could finish, five burly, weapon-wielding men charged down from the hills on both sides of the road.
