We charged into the village.
We saw several corpses. The Embroidery Woman recognized at a glance that they were all people from the mountain.
Ying Gou had already killed.
Qianqian gently patted the Embroidery Woman's back. "Don't blame Ying Gou. He had no choice."
The Embroidery Woman nodded, then shouted, "Granny Sang, stop!"
But the sounds of fighting continued without pause.
I asked her, "How many people are there on your mountain?"
"More than two hundred in total," she replied.
I sighed. I knew full well that Ying Gou had begun killing, so the dead could not possibly be limited to just these few. There might be many more bodies inside. I knew what the Embroidery Woman was thinking, but we could not be blamed for this either. Who could have known Granny Sang would pull something like this?
Yet I did not understand. Granny Sang clearly knew we were not trying to force the Embroidery Woman to marry King Yan. We wanted her help to get rid of King Yan and rescue Xu Qiuyan. Why was Granny Sang still pulling this stunt?
Could it be that she did not want us to make a move against King Yan? That should not be the case. She was the Embroidery Woman's guardian.
Now, because of what she had done, so many of the Embroidery Woman's guardians had died. Did she not feel any heartache at all?
We continued deeper inside, and the fighting grew closer.
"Stop!"
At last, we reached the scene of the battle. Looking at the dozen or so black-clad men lying on the ground, some no longer breathing, sorrow appeared on the Embroidery Woman's face.
Granny Sang had not personally joined the fight. She merely stood to one side, directing the black-clad men to surround and attack Ying