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Chapter 388 This person needs to be observed first.

With a tearing sound, the thick pants were ripped open, revealing the calves.

However, her calves were currently excessively thick, and they were white with a hint of red, red with a hint of purple, and purple with a slight hint of black.

Jiang Ping poked him with her finger, and Han Zheng, who was in a semi-conscious state due to the pain, cried out and sat up abruptly.

Jiang Ping gave him a disdainful look and said, "It's just a broken leg, right? You actually fainted from the pain. I don't know how your father raised such a delicate son. During the Battle of Xiangcheng a few years ago, your father was hit by more than a dozen arrows, but he still fought fiercely. Afterwards, several pounds of arrowheads were removed from his body. Tiger father, dog son! Tiger father, dog son!"

Han Zheng blushed with shame and stammered, unsure of what to say.

When Li Dachui grabbed him and threw him ashore, he shouldn't have been injured given his martial arts skills. However, after flying dozens of feet through the air, he panicked and accidentally made a hard landing.

Making a fool of yourself is one thing, but making a fool of yourself in front of the woman you like is truly embarrassing.

"Stay here, I'll go find some herbs to apply to your leg. Otherwise, if you become a cripple, it won't be good to face Han Tan!" Jiang Ping patted his swollen leg again. This time, Han Zheng gritted his teeth and didn't utter a sound, even though he was sweating profusely from the pain.

Jiang Ping disappeared into the dense forest and returned in the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, clutching a few withered grass stalks and grass roots in her hand.

"There aren't any fresh herbs to be found at this time of year!" Jiang Ping muttered under her breath, tearing the grass roots and withered grass into pieces, then looked at Han Zheng and said, "Open your mouth!"

"What are you doing?" Han Zheng asked in astonishment.

"You chew it yourself, do you expect me to chew it for you?" Jiang Ping said angrily, shoving the stuff into Han Zheng's mouth. "Don't swallow it, it's for external use!"

Han Zheng nodded and chewed hard. However, when Li Dachui threw him ashore, he was not wet. He was already thirsty, and chewing these withered grass and tree roots was extremely painful.

Jiang Ping ignored him and took out a small, sharp knife. She quickly chopped down a tree about the size of a bowl, then deftly shaved it into several relatively smooth pieces. The bark was first cut into strips, and then several strips were braided together to make a bark rope.

Jiang Ping's skillful movements stunned Han Zheng.

When did this spoiled young lady, the little tyrant of Danyang, learn all these things?

Anyway, I don't know any of them.

"Apply the chewed medicine residue to the swollen area!" Jiang Ping walked over carrying the boards and ordered impatiently.

Han Zheng quickly spat out the medicine paste from his mouth and carefully applied it to the wound. Jiang Ping watched as he spread it evenly before clamping the boards between his legs and then tightly binding it with bark rope.

It was tied very tightly.

She didn't care whether Han Zheng was in pain or not, as long as Han Zheng didn't become a cripple in the future.

"Jiang Jiang, what do we do next?" Han Zheng asked softly, watching Jiang Ping tie a knot in her leg.

"What else can we do? Run for our lives!" Jiang Ping said.

"I wonder when Lord Jiang will return?"

"No need to wait!" Jiang Ping shook her head: "Didn't you see? It was the Canal Gang that invited Master Jiang to reminisce, but the ones who attacked us were Yang Lixin's men under He Zudao. This shows that the Canal Gang has colluded with these people. Master Jiang, there's a high chance he won't be coming back!"

"Master Jiang is a ninth-rank Xuan Yuan!"

“He Yiming too!” Jiang Ping said coldly, “Moreover, he did it by taking advantage of someone’s unpreparedness. Master Jiang is probably doomed.”

"What do we do then?" Han Zheng panicked. "Neither of us has high cultivation levels. What if we run into a powerful opponent?"

Jiang Ping gave him a disdainful look: "Run, what else can we do? Sit here and wait to die? Yang Lixin's men are probably only here for the money, they might not be willing to go through the hardship of searching for us in the mountains. The ones who really want us dead are He Yiming and his gang from the Canal Gang. Even if Master Jiang dies, he will probably buy us some time, so we have to hurry up and escape!"

"If I escape this calamity, I will turn around and eradicate the Canal Gang!" Han Zheng was furious.

"Let's get out of here first!" Jiang Ping said, "Since they dared to make a move, they must have thought through the whole story. By then, not only you, but even your father won't be able to find a backup plan. Uproot the entire Cao Gang? Do you know how influential the Cao Gang is? How many members does it have? How many families do these members have? It's the livelihood and stability of hundreds of thousands of people. If you can't find the leader, what can you do to these ordinary people? Do you believe that when some other leaders of the Cao Gang come to your father and say they want to surrender, your father will immediately forget that you were killed by their people. At most, he'll take He Yiming's head."

"Jiang Jiang, how do you know so much?" Han Zheng, somewhat speechless at Jiang Ping's question, looked at Jiang Ping with admiration: "Did you hear all these things from the Empress Dowager?"

"Read more books and observe more!" Jiang Ping said, "Learn more from your father's methods and attitude in handling things!"

“I’ve read a lot of books and have followed my father to observe politics, but I always get scolded by him!”

Jiang Ping laughed heartily: "With your level of skill, it seems that Prefect Han still dotes on you quite a bit. I'll talk to him later. If you continue to be so unpromising, I'll give you a good spanking!"

"Jiang Jiang, you can't kick me when I'm down! If you say that, I'll never have a good life again!" Han Zheng exclaimed in alarm.

Given Jiang Ping's status, his words meant that Han Tan would definitely have to switch from persuasive education to corporal punishment in the future.

Jiang Ping glanced at Han Zheng, then scurried to the top of the tree. The river was empty; the two large boats were nowhere to be seen. Only the faint outline of a cavalry caravan could be seen in the distance.

It must be those people from the Grand Canal gang.

Jiang Ping slid down from the tree, picked up Han Zheng, hoisted him onto her shoulder, and strode into the depths of the mountains.

Han Zheng was at least eight feet tall, while Jiang Ping was only six feet tall at most. The petite and delicate Jiang Ping carrying the tall and strong Han Zheng looked somewhat out of place.

Han Zheng, being carried on his shoulder, felt utterly ashamed.
He had previously boasted that he would protect Jiang Ping, but now he has become a burden.

Both Jiang Ping and I are at the Qi Control level, so why is there such a big difference when something really happens?

No wonder that girl looks down on me.

"Jiang Jiang, is Jiang Gong really going to die?"

"At this point, he's probably already dead!"

"Aren't you sad? Lord Jiang treated you so well!"

"What's the use of being sad?" Jiang Ping sneered. "When I get back to Danyang, I'll promote his son and give his Jiang family more honor and wealth. It's only right that he died for me. He failed to protect me and now I'm running for my life like a dog. That's already his dereliction of duty. I haven't held him accountable, which is already being very magnanimous, isn't it?"

Han Zheng immediately shut his mouth.

Thinking about it, it really is true.

It's just that emotionally it's a bit hard to accept!

No wonder my father often scolded me for being too bookish and foolish, for being too soft-hearted.

Jiang Ping ran very fast through the woods, and Han Zheng, who was being carried on her shoulders, didn't feel much of a jolt.

After a moment of silence, Han Zheng finally couldn't help but say, "Wei Donglai and the others are probably in grave danger, but I see that Li Bao is getting stronger and stronger as the fight goes on. What's the reason for this?"

"A breakthrough in the midst of battle!" Jiang Ping laughed. "From the peak of the eighth rank to the ninth rank of the Profound Origin Realm, that Li Bao will definitely be fine."

"Then shouldn't we wait for him?" Han Zheng suddenly became excited: "If he really breaks through to the ninth rank of Xuan Yuan, with his protection, the two of us will definitely be safe and sound!"

"It seems you really like him!" Jiang Ping said with a smile. "Do you know much about this Li Bao?"

"I think he's a good person. He's skilled in martial arts and has a kind heart. I'm planning to recommend him to my father when I get back!" Han Zheng nodded repeatedly.

"Just because he often teaches you little tricks to please me?" Jiang Ping said.

Han Zheng blushed immediately.

"Someone who killed countless people outside the Great Wall, and then traveled all the way from there to the chaotic interior, his hands stained with who knows how much blood, and you actually say he has a kind heart? Ha, ha!" Jiang Ping laughed dryly.

You think he's no good?

“No!” Jiang Ping laughed. “I just think this person is quite interesting. There aren’t many Xuan Yuan Ninth Rank cultivators this young! Are geniuses becoming less and less valuable these days?”

"Why don't we go downstream and look for him?" Han Zheng said. "If he's still alive, he should be looking for us, right?"

"Han Zheng, we'd better not trust anyone too easily right now, or you'll be the one getting sold out while you're still helping them count the money!" Jiang Ping said. "Let's see if Li Bao is sincere or not."

What do we think?

"If he killed those who besieged us, and then came to us with all his heart and soul..."

“That’s undoubtedly a good person,” Han Zheng said.

“Then he must have ulterior motives!” Jiang Ping said coldly. “You and I are not ordinary people. You must want to get something from us by going to such lengths to get close to us. But if he just saves us and then leaves without paying any attention to us, then we can befriend him.”

Hearing Jiang Ping's words, Han Zheng was dumbfounded. "What kind of logic is that?"

"What kind of loyalty can you expect from a swordsman from the martial world? He helped us fend off our pursuers, dumped us on the shore, and then fought the enemy to buy us time. As a bodyguard, he has already fulfilled his responsibilities. Knowing that there will definitely be more people chasing us, he still rushed to his death. Do you think he had no ulterior motives?"

"What are we going to do if he really leaves? Didn't you say the Canal Gang would definitely come after us?"

"Hide first!" Jiang Ping said. "I have a way to call for reinforcements to come find us!"

(End of this chapter)