Omori Village

Once everything had been packed, Yamana Mochitoyo was finally generous for real, preparing two horse-drawn carriages and several ox carts for them.

Not only could the carts carry their luggage, they could carry people too.

But the heroes had plans of their own.

They tucked ten taels of gold into their own robes, then took the remaining silver to Wang Cong, Miao Zhen, and the others. After pulling them aside for some hushed haggling, Wang Cong and his group accepted an escort job.

They called it escorting a shipment, but really, they were just luggage bags.

If danger truly arose, the heroes would still have to handle it.

Wang Cong happily followed beside Pan Yun and calculated the profits. "We're only helping store the silver. It takes up barely any space. Once we return to the Ming Dynasty, we can take ten percent."

Pan Yun said, "You're even making money off this..."

Wang Cong said, "Why not make money when there's money to be made?"

He leaned closer and lowered his voice. "Junior Martial Uncle, are we just letting the Ouchi clan go like this?"

Pan Yun lowered her voice too. "Ouchi Norihito will not live much longer. He gave us a port, along with three seagoing ships."

Wang Cong's eyes lit up. In an instant, even the scenery along the road to Yunotsucho seemed much brighter.

Everyone could feel Wang Cong's delight, and the restlessness the heroes had felt over leaving eased considerably.

Quite a few heroes came over to ask him for news. Hu Jing simply asked outright, "So the revenge has been taken?"

Wang Cong nodded firmly. "It has!"

Since he said so, the heroes believed him. Everyone headed happily for Yunotsucho.

After so many days, seeing the sea again left everyone with complicated feelings.

The heroes