On the mountain road at the edge of their vision.
A caravan appeared, some twenty or thirty people escorting five or six horse-drawn carts, with a large flag bearing the character "Wu" hanging from the lead cart.
"The Wu Family Store?!"
Li Fenghua paused, then much of his anxiety eased. He smiled at Wei Sheng. "My lord, what a coincidence. It's the Wu Family Store's caravan."
Wang Zhong and the other gang members also breathed quiet sighs of relief. As long as they weren't bandits!
A peculiar look entered Wei Sheng's eyes. "Go ask who's leading them."
"Yes."
Li Fenghua answered, then gave a few instructions to a Fifth Refinement gang member, who hurried toward the caravan.
The people in the caravan were startled to see someone approaching, too. Only after he identified himself did they relax.
A short while later.
The gang member ran back. "My lord, their leader is the Wu Household's head shopkeeper."
Wei Sheng raised an eyebrow. The Wu Household's head shopkeeper was Wu Qingman.
Jiang Liuchuan had said earlier that she had gone to receive a shipment. He hadn't expected to encounter her in Black Mountain.
At the same time.
The curtain of one of the carriages lifted, and two beautiful mature women with very different bearings stepped out.
The first wore purple and had a gentle, alluring bearing. It was Wu Qingman.
Perhaps because of her many days on the road, her charming face now looked somewhat haggard.
The woman who descended with her was a tall, sword-bearing martial heroine dressed in fitted white clothes, her chest bulging against the fabric. Her hair was cropped at her ears, and her bearing was sharp and capable.
"Senior Brother Wei?!"
Once Wu Qingman confirmed that it was Wei Sheng, she exclaimed in surprise, "Why are you