Rong Yan listened to his tone and knew that things were definitely out of the ordinary.
Fortunately, she was lying down in the carriage, so she got up quickly.
Lifting the carriage curtain, she asked, "What happened?"
"Miss, it seems someone is coming," Hu Dao continued, "But we still don't know who they are."
Hearing his words, Rong Yan understood they couldn't avoid confrontation.
"Then let everyone be on alert."
Enemy or friend, since they couldn't avoid it, they would just stand their ground.
"Yes," Hu Dao responded and then said, "Miss, you should return to the carriage!"
His hand rested on the sword hanging at his waist as he stood steadfastly by the carriage.
No matter what, he couldn't stray too far from the lady because he needed to ensure her safety.
Even if it meant his death, he couldn't allow her to come to any harm.
Rong Yan glanced at him, said nothing more, and returned directly to the carriage.
