"Capture the leader first to capture the thief, remember to fight quickly and decisively!"
"Yes!"
At first, Yang Chuxia did not know where these people got the confidence to surround them. But once the fighting began, she understood where their confidence came from.
These people clearly didnât like one-on-one fights and preferred group brawls.
The important thing was that these people knew some moves and were not unskilled fighters.
Realizing that dragging this out wouldnât work, Yang Chuxia, who was watching from the side, joined the fight.
"Oh wow, didnât expect the beauty to be tough!" The barefoot doctor was surprised.
He hurriedly pushed aside Ye Liu, intending to meet Yang Chuxia personally.
"A barefoot doctor claiming to be a demi-immortal?" Yang Chuxia sneered, "Then, demi-immortal, did you foresee the trouble youâd be in today?"
"Haha, donât provoke me, beauty. The one in trouble wonât be me." As he spoke, he intended to touch Yang Chuxiaâs face.
Suddenly, Yang Chuxiaâs demeanor changed, her eyes icy cold like arrows carved from ice.
Out of nowhere came a dagger, and with a swift turn, she sliced the back of the barefoot doctorâs hand.
"Still trying to take advantage of me? Youâre blind as a dog."
As she spoke, her moves became more and more fierce, quickly forcing the barefoot doctor to retreat under her assault.
At that moment, the barefoot doctor realized he had miscalculated; this woman was not someone with just unskilled martial arts.
Seeing there was no advantage to gain, he turned to flee, but after a few steps, his neck was caught by Yang Chuxiaâs silver thread.
"Everyone stop, Iâve captured the barefoot doctor."
The townspeople, who had always taken the barefoot doctor as leader, stopped when they saw him captured.
Yang Chuxia didnât plan to entangle with these people further, so she tied up the barefoot doctor with silver thread and shoved him into the carriage.
"Letâs go!"
Without waiting for the others to react, Yang Chuxia and her group had already left.
"What do we do? The demi-immortal was taken!"
"No need to worry, theyâll definitely take the demi-immortal to the authorities. Our Yunchuanâs official is the demi-immortalâs brother, so heâll surely be released."
"Yes, thatâs right..."
"..."
Elsewhere, Yang Chuxia and her group had already stopped again.
Ye Liu was interrogating the barefoot demi-immortal.
"Howâs it going?"
"This person is nothing but a fraud, only capable of basic pulse readings, doesnât know anything else," replied Ye Liu, "He and Lord Qin, the Academic Administrator of Yunchuan, are cousins." Ye Liu conveyed, "This barefoot doctor spends at least half a month living at Academic Administrator Qinâs place and only returned to Pingshui Town yesterday."
"Very good, Ye Liu, have some people send him and the Grand Emperor to the prefecture, explain everything clearly to Lord Marquis. Make sure Lord Marquis acts swiftly."
"Yes!"
After several guards left with the carriage, Yang Chuxia and her group continued westward.
The people who had gone to pursue Prince Le left markers, which led them all the way to Xining Prefecture.
Beyond Liao City within Xining Prefecture lies Great Qi. And Old Muâs army was stationed fifty miles outside Liao City.
"Madam, look, the markers are becoming more frequent."
Yang Chuxia naturally noticed this change.
Meanwhile, Prince Le and his group were stationed at Mashan Hill fifty miles ahead.
The group was casually roasting meat over a fire, enjoying their leisure.
"Master, should we keep moving? Those people might pursue us."
"Let them come if they want, whatâs there to fear?"