"Not just that, there are also some rebels."
Li Nanshuang spoke while caressing the ox horn.
Niu Niu seemed quite displeased about being touched arbitrarily by a girl, shook its head, and the nose ring jingled.
Rebels?
Jiang Shouzhong was taken aback.
Only then did he recall that on their way, apart from seeing some soldiers' corpses, he hadn't encountered any living rebels.
At this moment, a square-faced man dressed in armor approached.
It was Mr. Zhao from the former Qingzhou Mountain Camp.
"Master Jiang."
Mr. Zhao's sharp gaze measured Jiang Shouzhong and he asked, "Lord Ran said that you provided the map?"
Jiang Shouzhong nodded, "Indeed."
He had expected Mr. Zhao to inquire about the provenance of the map, but instead, without going into detail, Mr. Zhao cupped his fists in thanks towards Jiang Shouzhong:
