My lady, I'm going to rebel.

Mu Zheng wanted to know how Fan Chong and the others were doing, so he kept asking for news about Lu. However, this place was far away from Lu due to the high mountains and long roads, so news was not easily accessible.

The sound of horse hooves clattered, and the light dust raised by the horses dragged a winding tail behind them.

Mu Zheng saw an inn in front of him and was immediately delighted. If there was a way to spread information, it had to be the inn.

Seeing the sign of Yuelai Inn swaying not far ahead, Mu Zheng was delighted. Just as he was about to urge his horse to go faster, he suddenly pulled the reins, and the people following him also hurriedly stopped.

The inn that used to be bustling with people coming and going was now heavily guarded. A group of men dressed in coarse cloth, but with agile postures and serious expressions, were patrolling the entrances and surroundings of the inn with various weapons in hand. The tense atmosphere was so thick that it seemed as if the air had become heavy.

Mu Zheng frowned, feeling confused. He exchanged a glance with Li Lian and dismounted.

As they reached the door, a young man holding a long sword blocked their way and looked at them warily: "Who are you? What do you want?"

Mu Zheng bowed and said with a perfectly composed smile, "My name is Mu Zheng. I've been traveling for a long time and wanted to stop by this inn. I don't know why the inn is so guarded today."

The man looked them up and down again. Seeing that they looked dusty but had an air of dignity, his expression softened slightly. He replied, "Sir, you may not know that the Yuelai Inn has been temporarily rented out by our rebel army. However, don't worry, the inn's business remains as is. As long as you have no ill intentions, you can stay and eat here."

Mu Zheng and Li Lian were both shocked. They didn't expect that this nice inn would be involved with the rebels.

Li Lian leaned close to Mu Zheng's ear and whispered, "This matter is a bit tricky. Should we still go in? What if we get involved in some trouble..."

Mu Zheng shook his head slightly and said in a low voice, "Since we are here, we might as well make the best of it. We are just here to get information and we won't get involved in their affairs. It would be nice to go in and take a look. Maybe we can hear more useful things."

After that, Mu Zheng clasped his fists towards the man and said, "Thank you for telling us, young man. We are just passing by and have no other intentions. We apologize for bothering you."

The man stepped aside to make way, and Mu Zheng and his group stepped into the inn.

Once inside the inn, it was not much different from usual. There were still some diners sitting in the lobby, but there were also a few people dressed as rebels sitting scattered in the corner. They seemed to be resting, but in fact they were always paying attention to the movements around them.

The shopkeeper stood behind the counter with a slightly stiff smile on his face. He was busy greeting customers, but beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. It seemed that he was nervous under this special situation.

Mu Zheng and his friends found an empty seat by the window and sat down. The waiter immediately wiped the table with a rag and came over to greet them, "Guests, what would you like to eat? We have freshly stewed beef and our own fine wine."

Mu Zheng ordered some food and drinks, and while the waiter was preparing, he looked around calmly, but his ears perked up to listen to what everyone else was talking about.

I only heard two people dressed in gangster style at the next table talking in low voices.

"You said the situation in Ludi was the worst?"

"Yes, I heard that the imperial court sent several teams there, but they didn't gain any advantage."

"By the way, I heard they all have red eyebrows. Are they some kind of weirdo?"

"What weirdos? They're called the Red Eyebrow Army, and their purpose is to distinguish between friend and foe."

Mu Zheng's expression changed.

The Red Eyebrow Army, a name that is famous in history, finally entered his ears again 2000 years ago.

Mu Zheng was just about to listen more when those people changed the subject.

While he was pondering, a girl brought them food.

She had delicate features and a soft voice. "Sir, please have some tea."

"Thank you." Mu Zheng responded. The girl put down the tray, turned around and left without saying anything more.

Mu Zheng watched her leave. He was a little thirsty after all the traveling. He just picked up the teacup, but put it down again.

"What's wrong?" Li Lian asked.

Mu Zheng gave him a wink, and Li Lian understood immediately and put down the cup.

Seeing this, Xiao Wanzi and Han Zi didn't drink either.

Mu Zheng always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong. Finally, he figured it out.

There is something wrong with the girl's hands. She has calluses on them.

Normally, a maid who serves tea and water would not have delicate hands, and it would be normal to have calluses. However, the calluses on this girl's hands grew on the sides of her thumb and index finger. That's because she often uses swords!

But how could a girl from an inn use a sword so often?

This water cannot be drunk!