Hearing Lin Yu's instructions, Han Zhi's heart tightened.
By now, she had long since risen in status and was no longer the country girl she had once been.
Naturally, she understood the principle that possessing a treasure invited disaster.
Without hesitation, she immediately pulled her bewildered daughter down to kneel and respectfully kowtowed three times toward where Lin Yu had previously stood.
Just then, the dust on the ground suddenly began to tremble.
Han Zhi froze slightly, then hurriedly pulled Yue'er to her feet and looked toward the source of the vibrations.
On the western horizon, some seventy or eighty people were riding over on horseback. The leader wore a cold expression and had a youthful face, yet streaks of white were mixed into his hair, giving him the appearance of premature aging.
"It's Hall Master Li of the Outer Blade Hall!"
Someone in the caravan cried out in delight. Escort Leader Liu was also reinvigorated, seemingly not expecting Hall Master Li to personally come to their aid.
Before long, Li Feiyu led more than seventy members of the Outer Blade Hall to the scene.
Seeing corpses strewn all around the outskirts of the caravan, shock appeared on his face. He decisively dismounted and first went to inspect the Han Clan's younger daughter.
Only after confirming that both mother and daughter were unharmed did Li Feiyu finally let out a breath of relief. He then turned to Escort Leader Liu with a frown.
"Old Liu, what happened here?"
"...It's a long story!"
Escort Leader Liu sighed. Just as he was about to explain what had happened, Han Zhi suddenly spoke.
"Allow this concubine to explain!"
"..."
Escort Leader Liu was slightly startled, then nodded. "Very well."
Recalling Lin Yu's earlier instructions, Han Zhi took a deep breath and lowered her