There are too many female protagonists with deceased husbands in the Qin Dynasty's Past Books.

As the door opened, the sunlight streamed in and shone on his pale face.

It even seemed to have a somewhat transparent and ethereal quality.

What's rather strange is that the right hand and arm holding the bamboo slips appear unusually white and tender, almost like the arm of a newborn baby. The broken cuff at the shoulder serves as a dividing line, creating a stark contrast with the muscles and skin of the rest of the body.

Seeing the crowd approaching menacingly, Jiang Mo showed no intention of resisting or fleeing.

They did not refute any of the various charges brought against them by the village chief.

They acted as if they were completely at the mercy of the other party.

But even though Jiang Mo's face was pale and his body was covered in blood, he looked even more embarrassed than Tianze, and the aura he exuded was as weak as a candle in the wind. But when he thought that the other party might have beaten Tianze violently, the village chief did not dare to be careless at all.

The shaman, however, stepped forward with a somber face and stood opposite Jiang Mo:

"Mo, have you gone mad? Do you know that what you're doing is pushing Yan'er into an abyss..."

"It is you who want to push her into the abyss."

Jiang Mo, who had been sitting silently in place, raised his head and met the shaman's gaze, a mocking smile playing on his lips:

"I am very clear-headed and fully aware of what I am doing."

"But you... ha, that foolish and arrogant Baiyue prince didn't even come in person, yet you're already eager to offer your loyalty? Is this also the will of the gods?"

"What primordial fire? I think it would be better to call it a traitor who serves three masters."

Having come this far, Jiang Mo no longer concealed his disgust and disdain, and unrestrainedly displayed his mockery, provoking the people in front of him.

"You bastard, you've always harbored ill intentions..."

As a lackey, the village chief naturally had to stand up for his master at this time. He could say harsh words, but he dared not approach Jiang Mo rashly.

Even a slight raise of an eyebrow from Jiang Mo caused him to subconsciously take several steps back.

Then he discovered that the other person was still looking down and fiddling with the bamboo slips in his hand, completely ignoring his insults, and he was so angry that he almost exploded with rage.

Thinking back to what had just happened...

He truly wished he could give the order and have his men rush over and hack him to pieces.

As for why he didn't take matters into his own hands to vent his anger...

I dare not...

The commotion outside interrupted the village chief's impotent rage.

A watchman came stumbling in to report, looking as if he had been struck by a heavy hammer and was barely breathing:

"No, Wushuang Gui forcibly broke through the barrier and escaped!"

"what?!"

The village chief cried out in alarm. He wanted to demand an explanation, asking how the man could have escaped despite the heavy guard. But after scanning the large group surrounding them, he realized something and abruptly turned to glare at Jiang Mo:

"It's you?! You..."

"You're all so focused on the immediate problem, you're really making a mess of things!"

Jiang Mo did not deny it, interrupting the other party's accusation with unrestrained mockery. The shaman remained relatively calm, but his gaze towards Jiang Mo gradually turned cold.

"Want to die? Things won't go as you wish."

Chapter 77 What are you two doing on the street?

Outside Xinzheng City.

Gazing at the city that seemed no different from his memory, Han Fei couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions, and subconsciously wanted to exclaim:

"I'm back, no matter what..."

Before he could finish his lines, Jiang Mo, with a cold expression, walked silently into the city, looking as if he wanted to leave Han Fei behind.

"Hey, Brother Jiang, wait a minute, I was just about to throw you a welcome dinner!"

The words that were about to come out were swallowed back. Leading the horse beside him, Han Fei hurriedly tried to catch up with Jiang Mo.

The latter did not respond, nor did it slow down.

He walked into the city without saying a word.

Han Fei wondered if it was just his imagination, but he felt that the other person seemed to be in a particularly bad mood these past two days, and even occasionally exuded a terrifying aura.

The problem is, nothing particularly special happened along the way, did it?

Surely they didn't finish the wine?

That's certainly frustrating, but does it warrant such a murderous expression? Is your alcoholism that severe?

Even with Han Fei's remarkable reasoning abilities, he could hardly comprehend the cause and effect.

The talk of alcohol addiction was, of course, just a joke. Han Fei thought that the other person was probably finding it harder to control their emotions after getting closer to the person they longed for.

It could also be a strange illness that has exacerbated the symptoms.

In either case, Han Fei felt he couldn't ignore it and had to find a way to help Jiang Mo.

His expression was flippant, but he didn't dare slow his pace in the slightest.

She stayed close to Jiang Mo.

Jiang Mo glanced at Han Fei, who was quickening his pace to catch up. Although he didn't want to enter Han Wang'an and the others' field of vision too early because of Han Fei, he didn't force himself to shake him off.

He just silently calculated in his heart:

It's your turn to make your appearance, Guren.

"elder brother!"

Speak of Red Lotus, and Red Lotus arrives.

The girl's sweet voice reached Han Fei's ears, making him forget about following Jiang Mo's footsteps and immediately turn around with a smile to greet her.

Even if you have been away from home for a long time,

Even though the other person's voice had changed from its childish and cute days to its charming and captivating beauty, Han Fei immediately recognized his sister's voice.

"red lotus!"

All his worries seemed to vanish instantly, and with a bright, sunny smile on his face, Han Fei turned around to greet his sister with open arms, ready to give her a warm hug after a long separation.

However, he came up empty-handed.

Staggering in astonishment, Han Fei caught a glimpse of a graceful pink figure flitting past him out of the corner of his eye, like a fragrant breeze that made no attempt to linger.

He lunged at Jiang Mo from behind and grabbed his sleeve:

"Why are you running away?!"

Even with Han Fei's thick skin, after his failed attempt to catch his target, he couldn't help but feel his face burning, and a subconscious thought of doubt popped into his mind:

Did I mistake someone for someone else?

Wait a minute, isn't that escorting team the Royal Guard? Who else could it be but Honglian?

Wait, she seems to know Brother Jiang?

Could it be...?

An ominous feeling began to ferment in Han Fei's mind, making him forget about hiding his embarrassment at having missed his target. He quickly turned around and looked in the direction behind him.

The first thing you see is the girl's charming and beautiful figure.

Han Fei couldn't help but sigh, it's true that girls change a lot as they grow up. The girl who used to follow him around before he left home has now grown into such a beautiful young woman.

The second thing Han Fei noticed was Honglian's hand tightly gripping Jiang Mo's sleeve.

She still clings to others with a bit of spoiled charm, just like back then, but it seems that the target of her clinging is no longer her ninth brother!

The sound of their conversation naturally reached Han Fei's ears:

"Why are you running? I'm asking you why you're running! Do you think I'm some kind of man-eating monster, or some ugly hag that makes people tremble at the sight of me?"

Stomping her feet, Honglian angrily blocked Jiang Mo's path.

She had rushed over after receiving a message from her guards that Han Fei had entered the city.

Unexpectedly, there was an unexpected bonus.

Unlike Han Fei, who turned around to greet Honglian upon hearing her voice, Jiang Mo immediately quickened his pace.

They attempted to get away from this place before being recognized by Honglian.

But he overlooked one thing: with Honglian's charming appearance and noble and luxurious clothes, she could attract passersby to stop and stare just by standing there.

He instantly became the focus of everyone's attention.

In this situation, Jiang Mo, who not only did not stop but also lowered his head and quickened his pace, suddenly became quite conspicuous.

This prompted Honglian to glance over instinctively.

Even without seeing the other person's face, Honglian immediately recognized Jiang Mo at a glance.

After all, he had repeatedly rejected her kindness for ten taels of silver...

For Honglian, who was used to being pampered, she had only ever met one person in her life who dared to do such a despicable thing.

These days, whenever she thinks about it, she can't help but grit her teeth.

Fortunately, what you keep in mind will eventually come to pass.

Today, she finally ran into Jiang Mo again. Seeing that he was about to leave quickly without saying a word, Honglian became anxious.

What a warm hug from that guy.

She acted as if she hadn't seen him at all, quickly brushed past Han Fei, grabbed Jiang Mo's sleeve, and stopped him.

Jiang Mo was also helpless.

Having learned some martial arts, Honglian was no ordinary weak woman, and her status as a princess meant he couldn't easily take action against her.

If you insist on leaving, you'll have to tear off your sleeve.

Considering that this was the only decent set of clothes he had, Jiang Mo had no choice but to stop.

Considering the place we're going to later.