On the official road from Star Luo City to the Buffalo Kingdom, a caravan laden with goods traveled in orderly fashion. Several guards accompanied each carriage, their faces grim as their eyes repeatedly swept over the dense forests around them, clearly on guard against something.
Inside the lead carriage, a richly dressed middle-aged man looked worriedly at his traveling companion.
"Honestly, when will this ever end? Transportation costs have already tripled, yet merchant caravans are still getting robbed. Doesn't Meng Shenji know how to do something about it?"
His companion shot him a disdainful glance, seemingly scoffing at his notion.
"What can Meng Shenji do? Star Luo is vast, and those Tang Sect criminals have no fixed base. Is he supposed to send the army sweeping across all of Star Luo's territory to hunt down those villains?"
"Sigh, that's true, but this can't go on either. In the past, hiring Soul Ancestor-level Soul Masters was enough to ensure a caravan's safety. Now I've spent a fortune hiring a Soul Emperor, and I'm still scared out of my wits."
Just as the middle-aged man muttered to himself, the whistling of arrows slicing through the air came from the forest. The next second, an arrow pierced through the carriage curtain and embedded itself straight into the table before them. The two merchants were scared out of their wits and hurriedly flattened themselves against the carriage floor, trembling violently.
"They're here... the Tang Sect villains really came."
"It's all your fault, you damned jinx! Why did you have to bring up that unlucky Tang Sect? Now you've attracted them!"
"How... how is that my fault?"
As they whispered, the two strained their ears to listen to the commotion outside, hoping that the Soul Emperor they had hired would deal with these Tang Sect