Immortality: Starting with a grave, I'm invincible when burying corpses.

Lin Li followed Mu An's gaze and it took her a while to spot the twinkling lights in the distance.

In the desolate wilderness, the bright firelight stood out conspicuously.

Looking at the distant lights, Lin Li, who had no experience of spending the night in the wild, hesitated and turned to look at Mu An.

"Should we leave now, or wait for someone to come and check the situation?"

Mu An stared at the distant firelight for a while, then casually threw a few pieces of dry firewood into the fire. While warming himself by the fire, he threw the question back to Lin Li.

"It looks like a small caravan, but we can't rule out the possibility that they're bad people. Miss Lin, it's up to you to decide."

Lin Li did not respond immediately, but looked at the carriage, then at Mu An sitting in front of the fire, and pondered for a while.

"The princess has always loved the stories in the book. If possible, I hope to let the princess feel a little involved, but I don't want to disturb her rest. She has been planning today's events for the past few days and hasn't slept well for several nights."

Those are quite a few demands! But it's not a big problem; no matter how many demands a big spender has, they're minor and must be met!

Listening to Lin Li's numerous demands, Mu An muttered to himself.

When a boss goes to great lengths for his employees, it's honestly quite touching.

He nodded to Lin Li and then began to share his thoughts.

"In that case, I will have them stop and spend the night two hundred meters from the post station. If the visitors are ordinary merchants tomorrow morning, I will have Her Highness chat with them and listen to their stories."

If the visitors are malicious, His Highness can decide their crimes tomorrow, which can be considered punishing evil and promoting good.

Miss Lin, what do you think?

In areas she didn't understand, Lin Li rarely acted on her own initiative. Seeing that Mu An had an idea, she naturally handed over the leadership.

"Lord Mu, please do as you see fit."

Neither of them mentioned whether they might encounter any danger.

Lin Li didn't know what level Mu An was at among the Celestial Martial Saints, but she had witnessed the entire battle at the Vermilion Bird Gate.

Although she was completely exhausted from vomiting, she admitted that Mu An was really good at fighting.

The imperial guards in the capital have all been killed, what tricks can a small merchant caravan possibly pull?

Surely you can't just randomly run into a caravan and find a Celestial Martial Saint mixed in with it, right?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

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"Brother Biao, there's a fire ahead. Judging from the outline, it looks like a post station."

The leader, known as Brother Biao, glanced at his brother beside him, whose skin was cracked from the cold, then clenched his hands into a fist, squinted, and stared at the location of the firelight for a long while.

After confirming that the firelight ahead was not his imagination, he cracked his whip and spoke.

"Cheer up, everyone! We'll have a place to rest soon!"

After saying that, he spurred his horse forward and came to the scout with the best eyesight in the caravan.

"Xiao Yang, go and take a look first. Talk to the people inside, speak politely, and don't cause trouble. In this bitter winter, no one who can walk outside is a simple person."

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"Young hero, as you know, it's freezing cold in this wilderness, and everyone is having a hard time. There are elderly people and women in the caravan; they are frail and can't withstand this kind of hardship."

"Don't worry, as long as the elderly and female relatives go in, the rest of us will definitely not disturb you and your family's rest."

"Saving a life is more meritorious than building a seven-story pagoda. Please, do me a favor and let's be friends, okay?"

About three hundred meters from the abandoned post station, Mu An held Liu Yun in his arms, listening to the girl who called herself Yang Guang stammering for a long time.

The girl was wearing a very ordinary t-shirt, her skin was dark, her hands were covered in thick calluses, and she had greasy short hair.

With his underdeveloped body and deliberate attire, an ordinary person would really think he was a teenager.

But clearly, Mu An was not among them; he could tell at a glance that the person standing in front of him was a tomboy.

If he were alone, he wouldn't mind letting the woman disguised as a man and the name Yang Guang stay at the post station for one night, just because of them.

Even if something less than pleasant happens at night, he's happy to add a bit of fun to his life on the road.

It's nothing more than chopping and hacking.

But he wasn't alone, and the caravan wasn't exactly a good company either.

It's one thing for a woman to dress as a man, but what's the point of giving a fake name?

If it weren't for the elderly and women, Mu An wouldn't have thought too much about it. He didn't really have much experience camping in the wild, and he was even less familiar with the intricacies of the martial arts world.

Although the Mu family has its own business, he has never been involved in these matters, only occasionally asking a few questions, and has some superficial understanding of them.

In the eyes of the steward and guards of the Mu family business, Mu An was actually a scholar with many ideas, and scholars mostly like to listen to stories.

Stories told to gentlemen and young masters are inevitably embellished, resulting in significant deviations from reality.

After all, the more dangerous something is, the more sympathy it will attract from the gentlemen. Who knows, if they take pity on it, they can get more money.

Unfortunately, Mu An himself had never been a merchant, so he took the stories his subordinates told him as fact and concluded that merchant travel was dangerous, and that he would only encounter evil or wicked people on the road.

The phrase "a half-baked expert swaying around" perfectly describes Mu An's current state.

After a moment's thought, he completed a series of deductions that could be described as "detective-level" based on a series of stories he had heard.

The young man in front of them repeatedly emphasized that there were elderly people and women in their group who couldn't withstand the freezing weather, and something was clearly wrong here.

Mu An himself got lost here because he didn't know the way and was in a hurry to leave the capital.

He remembered clearly that it took the carriage a full hour to find the abandoned post station after it had driven into the wilderness.

With the speed of the dragon horse, small slopes and hills were as flat as flat ground, and it could cover at least three hundred miles in an hour.

This small caravan, traveling 300 li, who knows how many days it would take.

What? So it's only cold today? It wasn't cold the past few days?

Mu An was unaware that he had fallen into a cognitive trap, nor did he consider that it was simply because he didn't know the way that he hadn't encountered towns and villages.

How could a dignified Celestial Martial Saint make such a mistake?

He assumed his theory was flawless and that he had seen through the schemes and tricks of the treacherous people.

He snorted coldly, interrupting the girl's incessant pleading.

"According to the rules of the martial world, in unmanned inns and dilapidated temples in the mountains, it's first come, first served. If you can't give way, you can't give way. You young man, you're quite ignorant!"

The girl's voice faltered, and her gaze toward Mu An was filled with anger. She scratched her greasy hair, unable to utter a single word for a long time.

"Where did this rich kid come from? He doesn't know anything and yet he's spouting nonsense!"

There used to be such a provision in the laws governing commerce, but it was abolished a few years ago.

Besides, anyone who has ever been a merchant knows that if everything were done strictly according to the imperial court's laws, there would be no point in doing business at all.

If you really want to count them, every single merchant in the world, without breaking the law, is there anyone who hasn't?