Chapter 216 - Are You Sure You Can Draw the Bow?

“…” Fang Zicheng was stunned, and then saw Jing Yue walking several steps quickly. The two wolves seemed to know her random action very well and played with her. After bypassing a mountain depression, they arrived at the mountaintop above Chengcang road. Standing there and looking down, they could see the situation of Chengcang road clearly.

“It seems that the escort team hasn’t arrived yet.” Jing Lang squinted and looked into the distance and said lightly, “You take a rest and I’ll check around.”

“OK.” Jing Yue nodded, knowing that it was not time to play, so she called the wolves back to her side and squinted down the road. There were not many people on this road. After all, it was not counted as the state highway which was still one mountain depression away.

Jing Yue raised her head slightly and looked around. The peaceful silence made Jing Yue smile. The more peaceful it seemed, the more unusual things lurked behind this peace.

“Fang Zicheng, where is my bow?” Jing Yue looked at Fang Zicheng and asked.

“Here it is.” Fang Zicheng untied the bow off his back and handed it to Jing Yue. He glanced suspiciously at her slender body and asked, “Are you sure you can draw the bow?”

“Pshaw!” Jing Yue snorted coldly. She took the bow from Fang Zicheng’s hand, put on a feather arrow and began to pull the bow, aiming it at him. With an intent of killing flashing in her dark eyes, she didn’t seem to be joking.

Thinking of this, Fang Zicheng’s pupil slightly shrunk. He looked at the arrow pointing at him and swallowed nervously.

“What do you say now?” Jing Yue slowly released the bow and smiled at Fang Zicheng.

“You do deserve Ninth Imperial Uncle’s love.” Fang Zicheng sighed and his smile did not fade a bit. Looking at his gentle and calm smile, Jing Yue rolled her eyes disdainfully.

When Jing Lang came back, he happened to see this scene. His eyes flashed slightly and he could not help holding the long sword tighter. He looked at Jing Yue’s back. Her petite body was like a blooming plum tree on the cliff, braving the chill proudly.

“Any findings?” Jing Yue heard the footsteps behind her and turned to look at Jing Lang.

“I didn’t found any other trace. No one should be on this mountain.” Jing Lang stood beside her and said.

“Let’s wait.” Jing Yue sat cross-legged on the ground with her mouth curled, and stroked the smooth fur of Yin Jian and Yin Feng. As time went by, they finally saw a huge carriage coming from afar.

Jing Yue suddenly became serious. She stood up, squinted, and saw a large chest bound on the carriage. The carriage was pulled forward by two horses, leaving some deep tracing ruts on the road. Obviously, the load on the carriage must be exceedingly heavy.

“It’s gonna be a little tricky.” Jing Yue crouched down and looked at the accompanying escort. She roughly estimated that there were about fifty people. They all had swords in their hands, wearing two different kinds of uniforms—they must be the guys sent by that two escort agencies.

“They are from Changmen Escort and Feihu Escort.” Jing Lang also became serious, pursed his lips and then said, “They are the two biggest escort agencies in this world but always incompatible. I didn’t expect that Fu Yan could bring them together.”