RWNEFE -Chapter 130 Forced to Submit!

A staff swung through the air, the gust of wind stinging his face.

He had no time to think about anything else.

Fight!

Wei Dongzhu hadn’t expected Shen Lanxi to be so formidable in mounted combat—he, who had grown up on horseback, was no match.

How had she trained like this?

Shen Lanxi turned her horse, spurred it forward, and charged at Wei Dongzhu.

Wei Dongzhu had no time to think. He had many advantages—he wielded a long wooden spear, while Shen Lanxi only had a staff. He was tall, strong, and agile; she was slight.

But all of his advantages crumbled against Shen Lanxi—utterly powerless.

Clang…

Another clash of weapons rang out. Shen Lanxi’s staff aimed at Wei Dongzhu’s chest, while his spear targeted her forehead.

A perfect opening!

Just as Wei Dongzhu thought he would win, her figure suddenly shifted. Before he could react, both his legs hit the ground—he was unhorsed!

He had lost again!

Xiao Fang shouted in frustration, but Shen Lanxi wasted no time—she spurred her horse straight at him.

Xiao Fang’s expression changed. Without a word, he urged his horse to flee.

Seriously, two against one and they still couldn’t win—let alone one-on-one!

He couldn’t stand there and lose face in front of the Qing Song Mountain men, could he?

Shen Lanxi pursued relentlessly, while Xiao Fang whipped his horse, feinting with his spear from time to time.

She rode a lean horse from a team of twenty, while Xiao Fang rode a finely bred mount from Qing Song Mountain. Soon, a gap opened between them.

A cold smile lifted the corners of Shen Lanxi’s mouth. The next moment, she raised her staff, gripping it tightly, and hurled it at the horse’s leg.

Clang! The staff embedded three inches into the ground, slanting into the soil.

The bandits of Qing Song Mountain widened their eyes in shock.

She had just used the staff like a spear!

Xiao Fang froze at the sight of the staff barely an inch from his horse’s leg, a chill running through him, cold sweat rolling down his back.

So close—so close! His mount, Qianli Yun, would have been ruined!

If the staff had struck him, he would have been crippled as well!

Shen Lanxi bent down, drew back the staff, and swung it in one smooth motion.

Her wrist now like a drawn bowstring—ready to release at any moment!

“Wait, I surrender!”

A true hero doesn’t let pride cost him the moment—Xiao Fang decisively gave in.

Shen Lanxi’s staff pointed at him. He stiffened, like frost striking, and reluctantly reined his horse and dismounted.

Wei Dongzhu hurried over to hold the horse while Shen Lanxi dismounted, staff in hand.

Xiao Fang looked into Shen Lanxi’s eyes, now shining with intensity—truly, appearances can be deceiving!

Shen Lanxi looked at Xiao Fang: “Do you submit?”

Xiao Fang quickly answered, obediently: “I submit! Truly, I submit!”

“Do you still want the Shen family?” Her gaze was icy, pressing down on him.

Xiao Fang opened his mouth several times but couldn’t utter a single word of objection.

He had genuinely been forced to submit!

But—

“The Shen family, I’ll let them go this once!” He added firmly. If he encountered them again, he would act.

Shen Lanxi nodded: “Until we reach Dongchuan, you must not take action again!”

Xiao Fang’s eyes lit up, thinking: Then I’ll wait until they reach Dongchuan to act!

“A gentleman’s word is as heavy as a thousand pounds—let’s make it fast and clear!”

Shen Lanxi nodded: “A gentleman’s word is sacred!”

“Good, let them pass!” Xiao Fang raised his hand and shouted loudly.

Shen Lanxi glanced at him and turned toward the carriage.

Xiao Fang watched them climb aboard and finally exhaled deeply.

Liu Laohu shivered all over: “Move out!”

The exile convoy resumed its journey.

Watching them depart, a small underling finally approached Xiao Fang.

“Boss, we’re really letting them go just like that?”

Xiao Fang curled his lips in a smirk: “What do you mean ‘boss’? Call me Big Chief!”

The underling rolled his eyes: “Big Chief… we’re really letting them go?”

Xiao Fang’s roguish smile lifted: “Of course not. We’ll send a few men after them. Didn’t you hear her? Once they reach Dongchuan, they don’t care. We’ll go to Dongchuan and deal with the Shen family ourselves!”

“Got it!”

The convoy traveled for more than two hours before stopping to rest.

By now, they had exited Qing Song Mountain.

“The night wind is cold!” The prisoners bundled into cotton clothes, gathering firewood.

Shen Lanxi stepped out of the carriage, face cold.

“Meeting!”

Chunxue and Qiushuang knew whom to call and hurried off.

Soon Liu Laohu, Wei Dongzhu, and others formed two lines, standing on Shen Lanxi’s left and right.

“There’s a traitor in the convoy!” Shen Lanxi’s tone was sharp.

Wei Dongzhu and Liu Yanhui returned in unison: “Someone leaked the Shen family’s whereabouts!”

Shen Lanxi’s gaze swept the two lines like fire: “Who touched the money box?”

Liu Yanhui hurried to recall: “I did… two yamen officers, Madam Song, and a few prisoners.”

Cheng Zheng suddenly brightened, quickly taking out a pen: “Finally, the officers!”

Sang Guo glanced and nodded.

“Which officer?” Shen Lanxi looked at Liu Laohu, making him nervous.

Liu Yanhui remembered: “It’s Master Niu—the one with the large mole on his face.”

Liu Laohu immediately stood and went to the officer’s side. Soon he returned, face dark.

“Not here. Asked around—brothers said they haven’t seen him for a while.”

The officer had been close to Liu Laohu, so it was hard to accept.

Liu Yanhui: “He must have run!”

Wei Dongzhu glanced at the dejected Liu Laohu: “Wait and see.”

Everyone could tell this was to save face for Liu Laohu—the officer would not be returning.

Everyone had been tired over the past two days. After arranging night watches, those resting slept soundly.

Upon waking, outside, the northwest wind and fine rain indicated a change in weather.

Colder than yesterday.

“Good thing we prepared straw raincoats and mats to cover ourselves!”

“Luckily we all have cotton clothes—otherwise, we’d freeze before reaching Dongchuan!”

Shen Lanxi opened her eyes at the chatter.

“How far have we gone?”

Chunxue: “Mr. Liu says we’ll reach the Shangguan Road soon!”

The drizzle persisted, and with the wind, the rain was set to intensify.

“Once we reach Shangguan Road, find a place to rest!”

“Yes!”

…

Old Madam Shen’s expression darkened as she heard they were approaching Shangguan Road.

No matter what, they were blood relatives of Lanxi. With wind and rain, she wouldn’t let them walk. If she were truly heartless, she wouldn’t have accompanied them all the way to Dongchuan.

The carriage reached the official road, and after a while, no messages came. Old Madam Shen finally relaxed.

Hmph, just scaring them a bit. She, a woman, no matter how distant, wouldn’t truly harm her family. She could only make threats.

The carriage stopped suddenly.

Liu Laohu’s loud voice rang out: “All prisoners, get off the carriage! Put on the shackles—quickly!”

His voice was urgent.

Old Madam Shen could no longer smile.

The little brat actually dared to act against her own family—she was truly a black-hearted, evil woman. Did she not fear heaven’s wrath striking her down?