Bodily Manifestations, a Formidable Enemy

Li Xian had lain in ambush for a long while, yet no pursuers came charging after him. Though he did not know the exact situation, he guessed it was probably good news.

He immediately returned to the village. Along the way, he spotted several horses. They had been startled and scattered into the mountains during the earlier fight.

Horses were worth no small sum, so naturally he would lead them away while the opportunity presented itself.

By afternoon, he reached the village entrance. The people of Black River Village were all there. When they saw Li Xian return, they crowded around him, then with a thud, dropped to their knees in perfect unison.

"What are you doing?" Li Xian frowned.

"For saving our lives, please accept our kowtows, sir." Uncle Fu kept his forehead pressed to the ground. Li Xian said, "I have accepted them. All of you, get up."

Only then did the villagers rise one after another. Li Xian said, "The matter has been exposed. From today onward, Mountain Wind Stronghold will surely come looking for us."

"If you wish to live, you must follow my arrangements."

Uncle Fu cupped his hands. "Sir, arrange things as you please. Even if you want this old life of mine, I will not so much as furrow my brow."

Seeing the mood had reached this point, Li Xian accepted without ceremony and began making detailed arrangements.

First, he had them dig up the weapons they had buried last time. Then he pointed at the three horses behind him and said, "Have the village butchers slaughter the horses overnight. Take the meat to the market to sell."

"Use the money earned to buy iron nets. If there are no iron nets, fishing nets will do. There are many fishing households beside the