Before those bandits could think any further, Zhao Shanshan killed them with a wave of her hand. Since she had already gotten the answer she wanted, those bandits no longer had any value.
As for letting those bandits go, that was impossible. From the moment they discussed taking her back to be the bandit chief's wife, their fates had already been sealed.
"Big sister, are we going to become heroines now?"
Mu Qingling was fearless by nature and felt no fear at all toward the dead. Instead, she asked Zhao Shanshan with an excited look on her face.
Killing bandits meant eliminating evil and bringing peace to the people—an honorable act of chivalry. Mu Qingling had long wanted to experience what it felt like to be a heroine.
"Yes, we're going to be heroines for once. Does Ling'er want to go?"
"Yes, yes! Then let's hurry up and go!"
Mu Qingling clapped her chubby little hands as she spoke, urging Zhao Shanshan to get into the carriage quickly. Zhao Shanshan said nothing more, simply waving her hand to move aside the two fallen trees before driving the carriage onward.
Shangfang Mountain was not far from here, roughly ten li away. It was considered one of the Xiling Empire's outermost mountains. Once one crossed Shangfang Mountain, one would have left the Xiling Empire's borders.
At the carriage's speed, it took only about half an hour for the two women and one dog to reach the foot of Shangfang Mountain. Shangfang Mountain was a rather peculiar mountain.
It was narrow at the foot but broad at the summit, somewhat shaped like a mushroom. Three sides of Shangfang Mountain were sheer cliffs, with only one side offering a path upward.
And it was a narrow trail that could only accommodate three people walking