When a disturbance broke out among the Uyghur guards ahead, the guard commander beside the carriage ordered his men to surround and protect it.
He thought nothing of these thousand-odd Uyghur guards. He knew that the four ladies possessed extraordinary strength, far surpassing his own. If they wanted to leave, these men could not stop them.
He could not help thinking, This Gaimeng is simply courting death.
But when those dozens of Persians appeared, his expression finally grew grave.
These were experts. He could sense their oppressive presence at a glance.
"How dare you!" The guard commander urged his horse forward a few paces and shouted.
An old man also stepped out from among the dozens of Persians. With a faint smile, he said, "Would the ladies please come with us?"
He was not speaking Persian; they had evidently put considerable thought into this.
"The Black Fire Sect?"
Hearing the voice from inside the carriage, the old man smiled. "Indeed. It seems you already knew, madam. Then you should also know why we have come. We do not wish to make things difficult for the four of you."
"You certainly have it all nicely planned." As those words fell, the four women emerged from the carriage.
The surrounding Uyghur guards stirred at the sight of the four women. They had never seen women so beautiful before, but after several commanders barked reprimands at them, they quieted down.
Gaimeng stared fixedly at the four women, making no attempt to conceal the lust in his eyes. If he could seize women like these for himself, he would willingly sacrifice a few years of his life.
"The four ladies truly possess the beauty of celestial beings. Even an old man like me cannot help having his heart stirred."
"Outrageous! You dare disrespect the