After a chaotic melee, the bandits still hadn't taken down their target.
Kang Shi lifted the carriage curtain and glanced at the turmoil outside.
He sighed. "They're not taking the bait."
They had stalled for a while, but no reinforcements had come.
That meant these bandits had no further value. Captain Yang raised a hand and tapped the wooden frame of the carriage, varying the rhythm, the length of each beat, and the force behind them. As the final note faded, ghastly screams rang out one after another from beyond the carriage.
Thud, thud, thud—
One heavy body after another hit the ground.
A few breaths later, the outside of the carriage fell completely silent.
Captain Yang wrapped his cloak tightly around himself against the cold, lifted the curtain, and stepped down from the carriage. Kang Shi followed close behind. He declined Kang Shi's offer of help and jumped down on his own. The "servants" bowed in unison. Captain Yang glanced casually around and saw dozens of corpses sprawled on the ground.
He looked away indifferently. "Any survivors?"
Two "servants" soon brought over a disheveled bandit, drooling uncontrollably and covered in dirty blood. At a glance, Kang Shi could tell that someone had violently broken both his arms and legs, along with his temporomandibular joint, to ensure that this "lucky one" couldn't kill himself.
If he killed himself, wouldn't all their work that night have been for nothing?
Lili wiped the blood splattered across his face.
He stepped forward to ask whether they should take the man away for interrogation.
Captain Yang smiled. "No need to go to all that trouble."
The bandit's face had gone deathly pale with terror. He had clearly imagined some inhuman methods of torture, and shook his head frantically, trying to beg for mercy. But