Without so much as glancing at the pile of corpses on the ground, he instructed Lei Wu.
"Have some men clear the roadblock. Don't let it delay our journey."
"Yes."
Lei Wu hurriedly answered, his heart still surging from watching the battle.
The Imperial Guards hurried forward, moved the corpses aside, and cleared a path.
Inside the prisoner cart, Zhou Bo'an had long since gone limp with terror, without even the strength to raise his head.
Li Shengtian stared fixedly at Su Fei's back, his eyes filled with shock.
Half an hour later, the convoy set off again.
The carriage wheels rolled over the bloodstained yellow dirt road, leaving the carnage of Blackstone Ridge behind.
Su Fei rode on horseback, looking down the road ahead, his gaze as resolute as ever.
To Su Fei, the ambush at Blackstone Ridge had been nothing more than a minor interlude on his journey back to the capital.
They continued on their way.
That afternoon, a travel-worn contingent of Imperial Guards appeared outside the gates of the Southern Commandery Investigation Department in the Great Xuan Imperial City.
The group dismounted at the entrance.
As a Thousand Households Commander of the Imperial Guard, Su Fei naturally needed no announcement. He was just about to lead his men inside the Southern Commandery Investigation Department with the prisoners and valuables.
The captives in the prisoner carts set the gate guards talking.
"Thousand Households Commander Su, didn't you go out to investigate a case? Who are all these prisoners? How did you arrest so many this time? And what are all these chests for?"
Su Fei had no intention of concealing anything. They would find out sooner or later anyway, so better to tell them now than later. He spoke casually.
"Oh, these people? They're Japanese pirates