A daily intelligence report; in chaotic times and famine years, grain is plentiful.

The next morning, before dawn.

Chen Mo found Sun Dazhu early on and arrived at the foot of the mountain.

"Brother Mo, everything is ready."

They had already prepared everything for today, including a wooden cart, some burlap, and hay.

"Shall we bring the tiger down now?"

Sun Dazhu asked.

Chen Mo shook his head and said, "No rush, let's go hunt another game first."

"We still need to hunt? Don't we already have tigers?"

Sun Dazhu was slightly taken aback.

With this tiger and a hundred taels of silver, I can live a good life no matter what, so I don't need a little more prey.

"The tiger is for General Zhao; the other prey will have other uses."

As Chen Mo spoke, he first hid the cart, then slung his bow and arrows over his shoulder, preparing to go up the mountain.

Although Sun Dazhu didn't understand, he still followed Chen Mo into the mountains.

In less than an hour, the two had hunted down a wild boar.

Although the prey wasn't large, it could last the two of them for several days if they split it.

Chen Mo carried the wild boar away and arrived at the cave where the tiger was hiding.

At this moment, deep inside the cave, the tiger's carcass, which had been dismembered into several large pieces, was wrapped in burlap and placed to one side.

Because the tiger had been killed several days ago, although it hadn't started to smell, it had clearly lost some of its color.

"Kill the wild boar and pour its blood onto the tiger's flesh."

As Chen Mo spoke, he carefully cut open the wild boar's neck.

"Brother Mo, why are we going through all this trouble?" Sun Dazhu couldn't help but ask. "We killed this tiger ourselves, so why don't we just send it over directly?"

"This tiger carcass has been sitting for a few days, so it's bound to get stale. Sprinkling some pig's blood on it can mask the smell."

Chen Mo explained patiently.

"But this tiger has been butchered; won't General Zhao deny it?"

Sun Dazhu was still slightly worried.

"What General Zhao wants is the credit for hunting down the tiger, to avenge his son, and the fact that the tiger has already been killed. If we give this credit to the general, we will get more than just a hundred taels of silver as a reward."

"Brother Mo is so thoughtful!"

Sun Dazhu suddenly realized.

It took the two of them an hour to move the tiger back down the mountain.

It took several attempts to piece the tiger together completely, cover it with the tiger skin, wrap it tightly with burlap, and then cover it with dry grass for camouflage.

"Alright, let's go."

Chen Mo carefully checked the cart to make sure there were no flaws before he and Sun Dazhu pushed it together.

The tiger carcass weighed several hundred kilograms, and it was quite difficult for the two people to push it as they slowly headed towards Shannan Town.

The two were careful and cautious throughout their journey, trying to avoid crowded places.

As it approached late afternoon, they finally arrived at the outskirts of Shannan Town.

People came and went in the town, and their eyes often lingered on Chen Mo and his group.

"Brother Mo, should we just go straight in?"

Sun Dazhu stopped and looked nervously at the town gate.

"Remember, no matter who questions you later, let me speak first."

Chen Mo gave his instructions.

"it is good."

Sun Dazhu knew he was bad with words, so he entrusted everything to Chen Mo, which put his mind at ease.

The two pushed the cart as they entered the town.

But just then, a familiar figure suddenly appeared in front of them.

"Chen Mo! I finally caught you!"

Wang Mang looked smug, staring intently at Chen Mo and Sun Dazhu.

Several servants behind him immediately surrounded the cart.

Chen Mo frowned, realizing something was wrong.

Unfortunately, at this very moment, they encountered the troublesome Wang Mang.

They were already being very careful when they came, so how could they have been discovered?

"Wang Mang, what are you planning to do now?"

Chen Mo's expression turned cold, and he placed his right hand on the short knife at his waist.

"I knew you were hiding grain! This cart is covered so tightly, are you hiding something good?"

As Wang Mang spoke, he stepped forward to lift the dry straw on the cart.

"Stop! This is our stuff, it has nothing to do with you."

Sun Dazhu quickly stepped in front of the cart, glaring at Wang Mang, having already forgotten Chen Mo's earlier instructions.

"It has nothing to do with me?"

Wang Mang couldn't help but sneer, and said, "These days, who has so much stuff to transport? You must have stolen from the Wang family and are now trying to sneak it into town to sell!"

"Brother Mang is right. Whether it was stolen or not, we'll know once we take the item out and look at it."

The servants behind them also started to make a fuss.

Seeing this, passersby couldn't help but gather around and start discussing it.

"They even dare to steal from the Wang family? Are they tired of living?"

"Who are these two, daring to do this?"

Hearing the surrounding chatter, Wang Mang became even more smug and said, "Chen Mo, didn't you pretend to be pitiful earlier, saying you had no grain reserves? What is this now? Believe me or not, I'll arrest you and send you to the authorities for punishment!"

Chen Mo's eyes were cold.

It seems that getting away today won't be so easy.

Just as Chen Mo hesitated, he suddenly heard Wang Mang shout, "I want to see what this is!"

After saying that, he took advantage of Chen Mo's inattention and ripped off the hay and burlap on the cart.

In an instant, a bloody tiger's head appeared before everyone!

The tiger's head was extremely large, and it even showed its fangs, which sent chills down one's spine.

Wang Mang's smile vanished instantly. He stared intently at the tiger's head before him, so frightened that he stumbled backward and fell to the ground.

"Old... tiger?"

His face was deathly pale, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

"You wanted to see it? Well, you can see as much as you want today!"

Chen Mo stared at Wang Mang with icy eyes.

He had intended to discreetly present the tiger to General Zhao, but now it seemed impossible.

The surrounding chatter vanished instantly, and everyone stared wide-eyed at the tiger on the cart in shock.

"Is that big tiger dead?"

"Is it the tiger from Black Wind Ridge?"

"Could it be... that this kid killed the tiger?"

"How is that possible!"

The onlookers couldn't believe it at all; how could these two villagers possibly have the ability to kill a tiger?

You should know that the bounty on this tiger from the government is a hundred taels of silver!

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! How could a country bumpkin like you kill a tiger? You must have stolen it!"

When Wang Mang came to his senses, he looked at the tiger's head and couldn't believe it at all.

Although he was afraid, he still maintained his arrogant and domineering attitude because he had a lot of servants behind him.

"Don't be fooled, everyone! He must have stolen this tiger from somewhere. Men, arrest him!"

Wang Mang shouted, and slowly stood up.

"If you dare to try and steal it, the next one to die won't be this tiger."

Chen Mo glared at Wang Mang with a cold look in his eyes.

Although he was currently in town and it was inconvenient for him to take action, he wouldn't hesitate to do so if Wang Mang pushed him too far.

"You...you dare!"

Wang Mang was so frightened that he retreated again, pulling his servants forward to shield him from the blade.

He could clearly sense Chen Mo's killing intent. If this guy could really kill a tiger, then killing Wang Mang would be no problem at all.

Just as the situation was at a stalemate, someone suddenly shouted from the outside.

"Master Wang is here! The officials from the yamen are here!"