Lingze County.
The city gates were tightly shut, and there wasn't a single person at the entrance.
Jiang Qiao, riding slowly over on a donkey, and Mo Qingying, drifting beside him like a ghost, were the only two people there.
"Oh?"
"So you're not welcoming me?"
Jiang Qiao looked at the empty city wall and chuckled softly.
"They're targeting you."
"What did you do to provoke Lingze County?"
Mo Qingying asked curiously.
Jiang Qiao hadn't agreed to go with her to the North Pole, but he hadn't refused either. She also had some other ideas, so she had stayed by his side without leaving.
"Nope."
"I haven't done anything."
"This is my first time in Lingze County."
"I think the people of Great Qi are just inhospitable. They see an outsider like me and want to bully me."
"My family told me before."
"Those who leave their homeland have miserable lives."
"I didn't really believe it back then, but today, I've finally come to believe it."
"I really should listen to the elders."
Jiang Qiao sighed emotionally.
"Just look."
There were ax and saber-wielding soldiers lying in ambush everywhere: in the woods to the left, on the hillside to the right, and inside the city gate. Every one of them was brimming with killing intent and carrying a powerful crossbow.
They were probably just waiting for the cup to be smashed as the signal.
Tell me.
Was there any justice left?
Was there any law left?
Hearing this, Mo Qingying also frowned.
Looking at the five hundred soldiers concealed all around them, she wondered whether this County Magistrate had something seriously wrong with his head.
There were no refugees nearby.
Nor were there any rebel armies.
There weren't even any bandits.
The ambush was most likely aimed at the young