With a warehouse full of supplies, I stood alone as king in this chaotic world, gun in hand.

"How dare you kill our people? Do you even know where we are? You're all dead!" the old man threatened them, his words a mix of bravado and fear.

"What place? A den of thieves?" Nangong Wu pulled on the reins, turned her horse around, walked up to the old man, and looked down at him coldly.

"Seeing that you are all carrying weapons and robbing and killing passersby, you are utterly inhuman. It seems we have stumbled into your den of thieves."

It's a pity that with your meager skills, you think you can commit murder and robbery? Meeting us is just bad luck for you; you'll have to wait for your next reincarnation...

Suddenly, a flash of cold light passed by her.

"Pfft!"

A sword pierced straight into the old man's throat. It was Bei Chenyan's soft sword, and the exposed upper half of the blade swayed under the weight of the hilt.

"Ugh..." A mouthful of blood spilled from the old man's mouth, his eyes wide open, dying with his eyes still open.

"hateful!"

Bei Chenyan flew back and landed lightly in front of the corpses of the father and son.

Nangong Wu glanced back at the scene and saw that all twenty-nine people were lying on the ground, their heads severed by his sword, one by one, and rolling in all directions.

Bei Chenyan withdrew his soft sword and dagger, and carefully wiped them with a handkerchief.

"These people are bandits, and their hideout is probably nearby. We should try to avoid them," Nangong Wu said.

It's not that I'm afraid of these people, but I don't want to waste my time here.

"Alright." Bei Chenyan put away the dagger and soft sword, then leaped onto the horse's back.

"Let's continue eastward, and if we encounter any more people, we'll try to avoid them."

"drive!"

The two men cracked their whips and galloped away from there.

After running for about a mile, I climbed a small hill and could faintly hear shouts and barking dogs.

"There's someone there."

The two of them pulled on the reins at the same time.

Nangong Wu and Beichen Yan took out their binoculars to observe their surroundings.

Two or three miles down the hillside, there was a village built against the mountain. On a large open space, a group of people were practicing martial arts, brandishing broadswords.

Nangong Wu took down the binoculars. "It really is a bandit's den. Let's go around it."

Bei Chenyan said, "Wait, something's happened."

"...?" Nangong Wu picked up the binoculars again.

A man rode a horse into the field, pulling a woman covered in blood behind him.

The people around seemed to have seen a good show, raising their large knives and cheering.

The man on horseback dismounted, drew his sword, and kicked the woman hard in the stomach.

The woman was kicked over and lay motionless as if she were dead, except that her belly was swollen high.

"It was a pregnant woman!" Bei Chenyan exclaimed in fury. "It looks like she's been tortured to death by them. They're a bunch of beasts."

A surge of anger rose in Nangong Wu's heart. She dismounted and mentally retrieved a sniper rifle from her spatial storage.

These bandits are torturing a pregnant woman like this; it seems the child isn't theirs.

It's unlikely that a pregnant woman would go out alone. It's likely that her family members who were with her have already been killed by these bandits, and the pregnant woman may have been willing to die rather than submit, which is why she was tortured like this by these people.

"Wait," Bei Chenyan stopped her.

"One bullet can only kill one person, and it will also scare them into running around. It would be better to use a few shells to blow up this bandit's den."

In the open space of the bandit's den, the man on horseback, seeing that the pregnant woman was dead, did not let her go, and with a sword, he cut open her swollen belly.

Since no blood was splattered out, the pregnant woman must have been dead for a long time.

"Damn it, they actually dug the child out." Bei Chenyan couldn't bear to watch any longer.

"Then poison them all!" Nangong Wu conjured two rocket launchers and four poison smoke grenades with her mind.

"..." Bei Chenyan looked somewhat disappointed.

I thought she would come up with something big, like the one she used at Biyun Manor last time.

Only a few shells were enough to level the entire mountain village; that was the real thrill of the bombing.

"What are you standing there for? Get to work!"

Bei Chenyan hurriedly dismounted and began loading the poison gas bomb.

"call out--"

The two men simultaneously fired their first poison grenades, both hitting the target area precisely. The grenades exploded, sending thick smoke billowing up, startling the people inside who scattered in all directions.

"Bang bang—"

Two more poison grenades were dropped.

In an instant, thick smoke billowed throughout the bandit's den. The people inside ran around in terror, screaming repeatedly, but they all collapsed as they ran.

Still not satisfied, Nangong Wu produced six more rocket warheads, "destroying all those houses as well."

There might still be people who have left this bandit's den; we can't leave the den to them.

"Boom boom boom..."

Six rockets landed in the bandit's den, completely destroying the house.

"Let's go! If any escaped, they're lucky." Nangong Wu mounted her horse.

The two took a detour to leave the area.

After walking for about fifteen minutes, we found a small path, which should be the path that these bandits usually take.

This road simply extends southward.

"Let's follow this road first; we might find the main road," Bei Chenyan said, urging his horse forward.

The two walked along this road for a short while and then saw a road that led east.

This road is a bit wider, so it must lead to a village or town.

Seeing that the road was narrow but relatively flat, Nangong Wu put the horse into her spatial storage and took out the motorcycle.

The two rode their motorcycles along the country roads for nearly half an hour before finally spotting people again in the distance.

Nangong Wu stopped the car and glanced at the dashcam footage. They had already driven 52 kilometers, which was over 100 li (approximately 50 kilometers).

"Let's ask for directions before we go."

The two changed horses and continued on their way.

The person they saw was an old man who was herding several sheep and a yellow ox.

The old man heard someone approaching and turned to look.

Seeing that they were riding tall horses and had an extraordinary air about them, the old man seemed very scared and was about to drive away with the sheep and cattle.

"Grandpa, don't be afraid!"

Bei Chenyan dismounted and caught up with the old man.

The old man stopped when he heard what he said.

Bei Chenyan approached and bowed slightly to him. "Sir, we'd like to go to Yanlin City. Could you tell us how to get there? How far is it from here?"

Seeing that they were only asking for directions, the old man was no longer afraid. He pointed southeast and told them:

"Just follow this road, and after another ten or so miles you'll reach the main road, and after another eighty or so miles you'll arrive."

"Thank you," Bei Chenyan said, handing him a five-tael silver ingot.

He and Nangong Wu resumed their journey, heading southeast along another road.

Just as the old man had said, they soon found the main road, and there were more pedestrians around.

To avoid attracting attention, they continued on horseback.

"After passing Yanlin City, it's another thousand li to the Eastern Jin capital," Bei Chenyan told her.