Hu Xiaotian said, "That night, first the night owls attacked our camp, then thick smoke billowed everywhere and the sounds of fighting rang out. Yet there weren't actually many bandits attacking us. Were these bandits fools? How could a mere few dozen or a hundred men dare attack our party? Remember, they were facing five hundred well-trained warriors from the Divine Strategy Office. Surely no one would be foolish enough to march willingly to his death?"
Wu Jingshan said, "But there really were bandits."
"I'm not saying there weren't. I'm saying these men were far too suspicious. We didn't capture a single one alive; we only found a few corpses. They were deliberately making a great show of force to sow confusion among us and force us to move camp. During that move..." Hu Xiaotian deliberately paused.
"What?" Wu Jingshan asked. After hearing Hu Xiaotian's analysis, he too had begun to doubt what had happened that night.
Hu Xiaotian said, "There's something you don't know, Lord Wu. During the move, someone tried to assassinate me. Luckily, I discovered him in time and eliminated him."
"Was it Zhao Zhihe?" Wu Jingshan asked quietly. As soon as the question left his lips, he regretted it. He should not have sounded so eager.
Hu Xiaotian said, "I won't make reckless accusations without evidence. Lord Wu, I can say with certainty that someone wanted to use this opportunity to create chaos and settle a private grudge under the guise of public duty."
"How could that be?" Although Wu Jingshan said this aloud, inwardly he already agreed with Hu Xiaotian. Wen Boyuan and Hu Xiaotian belonged to opposing factions in the first place, and there was already a personal grudge between them. It was entirely possible that Wen Boyuan would seize an opportunity during this