Where does that wicked woman get her conscience?

As the carriage approached, the men exchanged glances, seemingly plotting something.

“Brother, judging from this carriage, it should also be used for transporting goods,” a man with a hideous scar on his face said to another bald man.

"That would be perfect." The bald man chuckled twice, looking particularly lewd.

Just as the carriage reached them, the scarred man stretched out his arm, and his long sword blocked the horses.

The coachman was so frightened that his legs went weak at the sight of the knife.

The man kicked the coachman off the carriage, and the coachman, caught off guard, fell to the ground and rolled several times before coming to a stop.

Upon seeing this, the men nearby burst into laughter, uttering insulting and offensive remarks.

Dongyang, who had been sleeping soundly, was finally woken up by the noise. He rubbed his eyes, still a little groggy, wondering what had happened. The commotion made him think he had arrived in town.

"Have we arrived in town?" he asked.

Guan Xun glanced at him with amusement and nodded slightly: "Yes, we've arrived. Go out and take a look."

"So fast." Dongyang stretched and yawned, then lifted the curtain and jumped down.

But the smile on his face froze the moment he stepped off the carriage. This wasn't a town; it was a den of wolves.

The gleaming blades in the hands of the burly men before him sent a chill down his spine.

Dongyang's gaze swept over the group of people, then looked at the coachman rolling to the side, and he immediately understood the situation.

They've run into bandits.

Upon hearing the tone of his younger sister's voice, his lips twitched.

"Oh, isn't that a cargo wagon?" the scarred man exclaimed in surprise.

"Pretty boys are still goods, don't you think?"

"Hahahahahaha!"

As soon as he finished speaking, laughter erupted from the group of burly men.

"Kid, looks like you come from a pretty good family."

"Hand over all your valuables right now!"

Dongyang was dressed in a green robe, and his hair was neatly combed. Since becoming an apprentice at the medical clinic, his demeanor had improved considerably.

"Hmph." Dongyang snorted coldly. Facing a group of people wielding large swords, he showed no fear whatsoever. His younger sister was still in the carriage. What if he was timid and cowardly and they took advantage of him?

"I advise you to get out of the way right now, or you'll see the authorities!"

He had barely finished speaking when there was a moment of silence on the other end, followed by even louder laughter.

"Hahaha, what did this pretty boy just say?"

"Brother, he just said to see the authorities."

"Government?"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

"If I get rid of you now, how will you report it to the authorities?" The bald man looked at Dongyang with a mocking expression.

Seeing the other man brandishing his broadsword, Dongyang couldn't help but take a step back. The coachman, who was rolling to the side, trembled as he turned to run away.

Seeing this, the burly man next to him grinned and swung his knife down, yelling, "Run? You're asking for death!"

Blood splattered on the grass was a horrifying sight.

Dongyang had seen monsters slayed before, but this was the first time he had ever seen a human being killed like this. A living person was instantly rendered lifeless...

His face also turned somewhat pale, but he still stood protectively in front of the carriage, refusing to budge an inch: "Give me the money, and you'll have to let me go."

"Yo."

"Okay, you can leave as long as you pay the money," the burly man said.

Only Dongyang would believe such words. Guan Xun, who was inside the carriage, was speechless, fearing that he would die the moment he was sent there.

She had originally planned to tease Dongyang, but time was tight and she didn't want to waste any more time.

“If you kill the coachman I hired, then one of you will have to help me drive the horse.”

A light and melodious female voice came from inside the carriage, startling the burly men who hadn't expected there to be someone hidden inside.

It was a woman? They became excited.

"There's a young woman hiding inside?"

"Come down and play with us?"

As they spoke, they grew bolder, and the scarred man even tried to step forward and lift the curtain: "How about I go up and carry you down?"

Dongyang's face turned pale with fright. He immediately tried to run forward to stop them, but the other burly men grabbed his arms and he couldn't move.

"Xiao Xun!" he shouted in fear, urging Guan Xun to run away quickly.

Just as the scarred man's rough hand was about to touch the curtain, a sharp spiritual force burst out from the carriage. With a whooshing sound, the scarred man was sent flying and crashed to the ground, spitting out mouthfuls of blood.

A long sword formed from spiritual energy was stuck straight in his chest.

Once the man had stopped breathing, the long sword also vanished into thin air.

This scene terrified the others, who retreated hastily, their faces filled with horror.

"A...a Spirit Master?!"

They simply wanted to rob someone of their money, but they didn't expect to run into a spiritual master. How could a spiritual master possibly be passing by?

Anyway, when they came to kidnap people every now and then, I never encountered them.

"Who else wants me to play with them?" Guan Xun curled his lip, his cold gaze sweeping over them.

Those people begged for mercy: "We didn't know you were a spirit master, young lady. If we had known... please, be magnanimous and spare us."

What kind of talk is this? Does it mean that anyone who isn't a spiritual master can kidnap people at will?

Ha, a bunch of wicked people.

Guan Xun murmured to herself, forgetting that she used to do this kind of thing all the time.

What they were like, and why they did such a thing, was none of her business. All she knew was that she now found them extremely offensive.

Her eyes lowered slightly, and a chilling aura surged from her palm, transforming into sharp ice spikes that swept directly towards the chests of several of them.

Seeing his companions fall to the ground one by one, the man standing at the back was so frightened that his legs went weak and he collapsed to the ground, begging for mercy.

Dongyang looked away, unable to bear it any longer. Although he had witnessed the men murder the coachman and knew they deserved to die, he still…

With the heart of a doctor, he found it hard to accept such a scene; saving lives was etched into his very being.

"You," Guan Xun pointed at the man who had fallen to the ground in fright, gesturing for him to get into the carriage, "If you want to live, drive the carriage for me."

Upon hearing this, the man dared not hesitate any longer. Even though his legs were weak, he crawled forward and climbed onto the carriage.

"drive!"

The carriage started moving again.

“Just now…” Dongyang looked down at the hem of his clothes, still feeling the smell of blood lingering in his nose, unable to dissipate.

"I should have had them kill you just now before I made my move." Guan Xun chuckled, his words full of mockery. Did he really think he could blame her?

Dongyang: ... ...

The words Dongyang wanted to say suddenly caught in his throat, his lips twitched, and he could only swallow them down alone.

Oh well, that's just how my sister is. He should reflect on his actions.

After a long and arduous journey through the night, the carriage finally entered a populated area.