After all, these men escorted freight wagons back and forth between human and Demon territory. How many of them could possibly be decent people?
Yue Chen cast a Spirit Light Shield to calm the trembling wagon hand, then took the torch from him, lit it, and hung it on the side of the wagon.
As though he had just been pardoned, the man hurried around to the other side of the wagon.
Before Yue Chen could return to his original position, he saw the Consul who had placed their two Demon Hunt Squads in the caravan that morning running up from the rear.
"Hello. Is something the matter?" Seeing the man stop before him, panting for breath, Yue Chen immediately realized he had come looking for him.
"Greetings, sir. The owner of our Yue Ye Merchant Company would like to invite you over to discuss something." As though afraid Yue Chen might refuse, the man bowed and added, "If you're willing to come, we can arrange for you to ride in a carriage. You won't have to keep posing as a wagon escort."
"Hmm?" Yue Chen gave him a surprised look. "If I remember correctly, riding in a carriage means undergoing more thorough inspections at the Southeast Fortress and the Demon border checkpoints, doesn't it?
"If that's the case, I'd rather stay here and play the part of a wagon escort than ride in a comfortable carriage."
Instead of agreeing to his request, Yue Chen asked, "Tell me, what does your owner want with me?"
Of course he knew who the owner of the Yue Ye Merchant Company was. He knew both her public identity and her hidden one.
What he didn't know was why she would approach him at this particular moment. The caravan hadn't even passed through the