Song Jingchen looked at Shen Yijia and pulled her into his arms. She was still staring at the arrow in her hand with a curious expression.
He rolled to the side with her in his arms.
There were a few more whooshing sounds. Shen Yijia took the opportunity to look back and saw three arrows stuck in the place where the two of them were a moment ago.
The arrow was still quivering.
Before Shen Yijia could react, Song Jingchen had already snatched the arrow from her hand and hurled it.
With a 'thwack' sound, the arrow thrown by Song Jingchen collided with the arrow flying towards them, and the two arrows fell to the ground at the same time.
Shen Yijia was dumbfounded. She looked up at Song Jingchen and blurted out, "Hubby, you're amazing."
"Stop daydreaming. Help me up." Song Jingchen really wanted to split open Shen Yijia's head to see what was inside. How could she be infatuated at a time like this?
"Oh, right…" Shen Yijia quickly nodded.
Then someone shouted, "Assassins!" and the others woke up.
Uncle Yang rushed to Song Jingchen's side and helped him sit up.
Shen Yijia quickly got up and stared at the dark curtain of rain outside.
"Be careful!" Song Jingchen couldn't help but remind Shen Yijia.
Shen Yijia glanced at him and tilted her head in confusion. Then, she suddenly understood and patted Song Jingchen's head. "Don't worry, I'll protect you."
After saying that, she looked around, picked up a wooden stick from the corner, and stood in front of Song Jingchen.
Song Jingchen was speechless.
Taking a deep breath, he turned around and instructed Uncle Yang, "Go and protect my mother and siblings. Tell them to stay in the carriage."
Then, he said to Lin Mu and the others, "You can try to see if these people will let you off."
As soon as he said this, the guards with ulterior motives looked at each other. Finally, under Lin Mu's gaze, they pulled out their swords and approached Song Jingchen and the others.
Uncle Yang glanced at Song Jingchen worriedly, but in the end, he still obeyed the instructions he'd been given.
A moment later, more than twenty men in black rushed in.
Without a word, they raised their swords and charged.
The two sides fought fiercely.
This group of men in black was clearly not on the same level as the bandits from before. Lin Mu and the others were completely outmatched.
Furthermore, the attackers had an advantage in numbers.
At first, Shen Yijia stayed beside Song Jingchen to guard him, so she didn't attack. She watched as Lin Mu and the other guards got injured.
She could not hold it in anymore. Although Lin Mu and the others had their own motives, they were still the ones who had to bear the travel expenses along the way.
Debts had to be repaid. She was a grateful person.
Glancing at Song Jingchen behind her, Shen Yijia quickly picked him up and brought him to Madam Li's carriage.
She stuffed the stick into Song Jingchen's hand and said, "I'll go help them."
Without waiting for Song Jingchen to reply, she rushed into the battlefield.
She picked up a wounded guard and snatched his sword.
Then, she casually threw him out of the conflict zone.
Shen Yijia did not have many fighting techniques. She only relied on her speed and strength.
Using the back of the sword, she knocked an enemy unconscious before he could catch her.
While doing that, she continued to toss the injured guards to safety.
The originally one-sided situation was instantly reversed by Shen Yijia's involvement.
Song Jingchen sat on the shaft of the carriage and locked his gaze on the small figure shuttling through the black-clothed people.
The hand by his leg secretly pinched his unfeeling thigh. He had mixed feelings.