"Zhao Zhan," Fang Tianliu was panting as he and Zhao Zhan hid in the ditch by the road. "When did the roads become this dangerous? The situation was so chaotic just now, and I was the only one left when I turned around."
"Good thing I found you. You would have lost your way with Wagler and the others."
Zhao Zhan vigilantly observed his surroundings.
His bow and arrows were still in the carriage, and he only had a dagger on him.
"Let's go. We'll be too big of a target if we follow Wagler."
"This group of people is coming for me."
"How did you know?"
Zhao Zhan thought back to what Wagler's followers had said in their native language.
Fortunately, he had been learning their native language from his lover. Otherwise, he wouldn't have known this information.
"They're people that work for Shang."
A series of footsteps suddenly came from nearby.
Zhao Zhan held Fang Tianliu's head down and hid under the grass.
