"Miss Chong Jie, please get into the sedan chair!" The warriors subtly closed in around her, as if they would resort to force at the slightest sign of refusal.
Chong Jie struggled inwardly for a long time, but ultimately gave up on making a move. She had no idea who stood behind them, and revealing that she knew martial arts was far too dangerous. Until she killed Wanyan Liang, she had to maintain the harmless image of a little white rabbit.
"I'll get in the sedan chair, but he has to come with me." Chong Jie suddenly pointed at Song Qingshu.
These people had brought only one sedan chair, clearly intending from the start to invite her alone. They had not expected her to have a companion. Wanyan Chongjie deliberately said this now to remind the warriors that if they decided to silence them, Song Qingshu would have no choice but to act as well.
Song Qingshu frowned and instantly understood what she was planning. Just as he weighed whether to make a move, the warriors said, "No problem. Get in."
Not only Song Qingshu was stunned; even Wanyan Chongjie was taken aback. This tiny sedan chair had obviously been designed for a single passenger. One person might have some room to spare, but two would certainly be far too cramped. She demanded incredulously, "You want me to squeeze in there with him?"
The leader frowned slightly. "Miss Chong Jie, please get in quickly."
Song Qingshu immediately found this amusing. He abandoned the thought of acting and instead became curious about the master behind these people. So he readily climbed into the sedan chair and sat down inside in a grand, commanding posture.
Wanyan Chongjie's eyes went wide. Pointing at the situation inside the chair, she snapped, "Look for yourselves!