On the way back, Feng Yun was extra cautious.
In the face of starvation, people stop caring about propriety, integrity, shame, and honor—they're capable of anything. Traveling the official road with five ox carts full of food was like carrying a lit firecracker, never knowing when it might explode…
Along the way, they ate a few cakes with their water skins, urging the horses on without stopping for even a moment. They were almost at Jieqiu Mountain when Xing Bing pointed ahead.
"Once we get around this mountain, it will be faster. Beyond Jieqiu Mountain is a Beiyong Army camp…"
Within the jurisdiction of Andu County, no one would dare to make trouble on the Beiyong Army's turf, unless they were looking for death…
The grain-hauling team all breathed a sigh of relief.
But no more than a hundred steps further, a group of bandits sprang out from the woods, bare-chested and masked, riding horses and brandishing knives, looking fierce and malevolent.
