Very soon, Mu Qingge saw the corpses of the Mu Family Army messengers that Mo Yang mentioned. On the official road, seven or eight corpses dressed in the uniforms of the Mu Family Army messengers lay strewn about.
Before their deaths, they had experienced fierce battles.
However, there were no bodies of their opponents, indicating that the assassins were stronger.
Who would dare target the messengers of the Mu Family Army?
Mu Qingge dismounted, walked over to the bodies, and squatted down, searching carefully.
The condition of the bodies made Mu Qingge realize that the battle situation in Yi City was dire, and those clean, precise wounds also gave her some insight into the enemy's capabilities.
"Little Lord!" Mo Yang suddenly called out.
Mu Qingge stood up and turned around to see Mo Yang briskly approaching with something in his hand.
Naturally, Mu Qingge's gaze fell upon the object in his hand.
