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This woman was covered in whip marks and wounds, her clothes tattered and torn, exposing large patches of skin that had already been frozen red.
The pursuers wielding longswords said with grim expressions, "Don't let her get away! Chase her!"
The two groups charged toward Cao Xing and his party, one after the other.
Seeing this, Assam instantly drew his longsword and stood in front of Cao Xing.
The others also gripped their weapons.
Renice and Eliza drew their bowstrings, ready to fire.
But Cao Xing waved a hand. "Don't prepare to fight yet."
After receiving Cao Xing's order, the two archers stopped where they were.
At the same time, the woman had already run up to the group.
Upon seeing the tall Assam, she dropped to her knees with a thud.
She clutched Assam's calf and pleaded, "My lord, please save me..."
Tears streamed down the woman's face, along with intense fear.
Her features were fairly delicate. She looked to be in her early thirties, and there was a trace of mature feminine charm between her brows.
Assam's hand holding the longsword froze in midair, and he looked helplessly at Cao Xing.
"My lord... this..."
Seeing this, the woman seemed to realize that Cao Xing was the one giving orders among these people.
She hurriedly knelt before Cao Xing as well, tears filling her face. "My lord, please save me..."
"I've been chased by those vicious bandits for so long..."
Cao Xing asked in confusion, "What's going on? Why are those militia chasing you?"
However, before the woman could speak, the armed militiamen had already arrived before Cao Xing and the others.
Upon seeing Cao Xing, the militiamen restrained their killing intent and did not rush forward immediately.
They seemed to know that the people before them