Chapter 74 - 74 74 This Lord Only Fancies the Woman in

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Chapter 74: Chapter 74: This Lord Only Fancies the Woman in Purple Chapter 74: Chapter 74: This Lord Only Fancies the Woman in Purple The smile of the Western Rong soldiers was especially arrogant against the backdrop of the firelight. The bearded team leader’s face shook with his laughter. At the critical moment, Zhan Lan’s lips curved upward beneath her veil, and she bent over to swiftly cut the hemp rope that was already tied to the tree with her dagger. Whoosh whoosh whoosh! They vanished into the night like ghosts! The laughter of the Western Rong soldiers faded away. “Where are they!” The team leader dismounted and charged to the top of the sand dune in a few strides. His eyes bulged in disbelief as he stared at the several marks on the sand dune. These people had actually sat on sandboards, sliding down the dune with slopes hundreds of meters steep. “Damn it!” The team leader angrily took out his crossbow and fired several bolts in the direction the group had gone. But no matter how fast the arrows were, they couldn’t catch up with the speed at which Zhan Lan and her group were sliding. “Go down and chase them!” The team leader, infuriated, threw down his crossbow. A Western Rong soldier next to him said fearfully, “Captain, we can’t go down without sandboards!” “Yeah, if we go down like that, we’ll lose our lives!” Amidst the chorus of objections, the team leader finally decided to give up, cursing, “Get back, report to the chief!” Zhan Lan, gripping the handle of the sandboard, quickly reached the bottom of the sand dune against the wind and sand. Two Death Guards had already prepared several camels, and after circumventing a distance, they would be able to reach Fengyu Pass. Zhan Lan mounted a camel, looking back in the direction of the Western Rong camp, she saw only the twinkling stars in the sky. Mu Yan was still there, wasn’t he? Zhan Lan touched the camel’s fur on the hump, chiding herself for worrying about others. ... At the Western Rong’s camp, Mu Yan heard the nightingale’s call. It was the secret signal Vermilion Bird had made with his ventriloquism: Zhan Lan had safely left the camp. Mu Yan heard some commotion outside and stepped out of the tent. “You useless bastards!” Tuoba Hong, red-faced from drinking, had a purplish-black countenance from rage after learning that his tent had been robbed. He inspected the missing items and came out of the tent, furiously killing the Western Rong soldier on guard with his sword. Blood splattered on the tent. The other guards were so frightened that they immediately knelt down, pleading, “Chief, spare our lives!” Tuoba Hong’s eyes revealed a murderous glint as he asked, “Where is that Lord Nanjin from?” “What’s the matter, chief, are you looking for me?” Mu Yan approached Tuoba Hong with his usual composure and grace. Tuoba Hong put away his dripping curved blade, and his smile was also feigned, “My lord, I’m glad you are safe. A little thief has broken into my tent!” Mu Yan raised an eyebrow, “What did you lose?” Tuoba Hong’s face changed, “Some slaves’ indentures, and... a silver note worth a hundred thousand silver!” Mu Yan crossed his arms, “The silver note the chief lost, wasn’t it supposed to be a gift for me?” Tuoba Hong looked extremely uncomfortable. He had not expected someone to be so bold as to unlock his secret box and steal a silver note worth a hundred thousand silver. That was supposed to be used to buy the Zhan Family Army’s combat maps from Lord Nanjin. How could it have been stolen! The most important combat map was not taken by the thief, which proved that it definitely couldn’t have been someone from Nanjin! “Since the thieves took away the slave’s deed of sale and the silver note, it must have been someone from Western Rong! Could it be someone from another tribe, or his own slave who did this? Tuoba Hong fell into suspicion. The lead captain returned and knelt on one knee to report to Tuoba Hong, “Chief, just now several people left our camp. They were too cunning and managed to escape, and that purple-robed mute girl is also gone!” Tuoba Hong’s gaze landed on Mu Yan as he asked ominously, “My Lord, weren’t you spending a delightful night with that purple-robed mute girl?” Mu Yan’s expression turned cold as he retorted with an oppressive tone, “That mute girl is from Western Rong. How would I know where she has gone?” Tuoba Hong was at a loss for words. Indeed, the mute girl was a person from Western Rong, and today was the first time the Lord had seen her. Thus, it was pointless to question him! Mu Yan continued to press, “Could it be that the Chief is reluctant to part with his silver and doesn’t want to give me the one hundred thousand silver note, so you colluded with your subordinates to stage this drama?” “Since the Chief shows such insincerity, I might as well sell the battle plans to another chief!” Having said this, Mu Yan turned and left with a sweep of his sleeve. “Stop right there!” Tuoba Hong roared in anger. The Western Rong soldiers all drew their swords, pointing them at Mu Yan. Mu Yan was surrounded by Western Rong soldiers, his eyes as frosty as cold frost, he said solemnly, “I despise nothing more than others pointing their swords at me!” A flash of cold light exploded as Mu Yan had suddenly reached Tuoba Hong’s side. In an instant, the sword that he had snatched from a Western Rong soldier was already at Tuoba Hong’s throat. It happened so fast that Tuoba Hong hadn’t even had time to draw the sword at his waist. Tuoba Hong’s back was chilled, sweat pouring down as he raised his hands and shouted at the eager Western Rong soldiers, “Don’t move!” Two soldiers, who had been knocked down by Mu Yan, got up from the ground spitting blood, in a sorry state. They hadn’t seen clearly how the Lord Nanjin had made his move, everything happened too fast! Tuoba Hong, with a sword against his throat, swallowed and said, “My Lord, let’s talk this over nicely. I only want to complete today’s transaction, the silver note prepared for you was really stolen!” Looking at Mu Yan who was unmoved, he continued, “My Lord, we are truly sincere. How about this, I have fifty thousand silver notes on me, I can give them to you first! The remaining amount I swear on a debt note, may I?” Mu Yan slightly shook the knife in his hand, the blade gleaming terrifyingly cold in the light of the fire. Mu Yan said lightly, “I have heard you have a crimson Ferghana horse here, don’t you?” Tuoba Hong was shocked! That Ferghana horse was a treasured horse bestowed to him by the King of Western Rong before launching a campaign, capable of covering a thousand miles in a day, and was peerless in charge to war! He was so reluctant to ride it that he worshipped it daily like an ancestor. He didn’t expect this Lord was eyeing his treasured horse! “Great, great... My Lord, could I perhaps instead offer you twenty beautiful concubines in exchange...” Tuoba Hong was extremely reluctant, preferring to use women as a bargaining chip. Mu Yan glanced at him and said, “I only fancy that purple-robed woman. If you can find her and offer her to me, then I might consider!” As his words fell, the blade grew even closer to Tuoba Hong’s throat. Tuoba Hong cursed inwardly; this man knew full well the purple-robed woman had run away and was deliberately making it difficult for him! Tuoba Hong gritted his teeth and decided, “Alright, My Lord, I will give you that Ferghana horse!” Hearing these words, Mu Yan’s icy eyes brightened slightly as he nodded, “Good, then let’s make the exchange: the money for the goods.” “Yes, yes, yes!” Tuoba Hong breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed the Lord was indeed greedy for wealth. At the moment, as long as it didn’t cost his life, anything could be negotiated! After all, once they obtained the battle map and Western Rong annexed Nanjin, what could they not have! As Tuoba Hong thought, a ferocious glint appeared in his eyes; this masked man had made him lose face in front of his own men today. Once Nanjin was reclaimed, he would take his revenge for today’s humiliation!”

Chapter 74 - 74 74 This Lord Only Fancies the Woman in

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