What the...? Bandits? The world really isn't peaceful.
Being a bandit in such a poor place, are you sure you'll make any profit?
The carriage continued moving forward and soon reached the hill An'an mentioned that had bandits.
Because of An'an's reminder, Yang Ming drove the carriage carefully, paying close attention to everything around him.
Everything was going quite smoothly; they'd bypassed most of the area, just a short stretch to go before entering Yangling County's territory.
Xiaoxiao could vaguely see the villages of Yangling County.
By now, the sun had set, and it was getting dark; if they hurried, they could spend the night there.
After a short distance, they suddenly noticed some noises around them.
Yang Ming immediately became alert and scanned his surroundings.
The noise grew louder and Yang Ming could see large rocks rolling down from the mountain.
He wanted to quickly move through the area but found even more rocks rolling down ahead.
