Two carriages sped along the official road amid the softly falling snow, their wheels leaving two sharply defined tracks behind them.
Ever since the carriage had left Wild Boar Forest, Yang Qing had rested with his eyes closed, never once glancing out the window.
Bu Er and Jiang Zhizhou exchanged a look but said nothing.
As they drew closer and closer to Falling Rock Slope, unease welled up in Bu Er's heart. He could not help lifting his gaze toward Yang Qing.
Yang Qing remained in exactly the same position, but his lips parted slightly. "Just sit tight."
"But, young master, Falling Rock Slope is just ahead. Should I have the brothers from the Dark Alliance scout it out?"
Yang Qing slowly opened his eyes and shook his head. "No need. The wind is fierce and the snow is heavy outside. There's no need to do that."
"But..." But Wu Tianyong was waiting to strike at them!
When Yang Qing said nothing more, Bu Er settled back onto the carriage bench. Several times, he wanted to speak, but each time he held his tongue.
Naturally, Yang Qing noticed his unease.
He turned to Jiang Zhizhou. "Xiao Zhou, why don't you explain the stakes to Bu Er?"
Jiang Zhizhou smiled and said to Bu Er, "Your thinking is quite sound, actually. By ordinary reasoning, having passed up Wild Boar Forest, Wu Tianyong certainly wouldn't let Falling Rock Slope slip by."
"But you also know that Wu Tianyong is no ordinary man. How could an extraordinary man act in an ordinary way?"
Bu Er picked up the thread. "Then, in your view, does Wu Tianyong have some other scheme?"
"Whether he does or not, we need only watch."
At that, Bu Er looked at Jiang Zhizhou, then at Yang Qing. "So the