In the mountain, beyond the dense vegetation, enemies loomed, many holding long bows, sending a chill to the heart.
Numerous guards jumped off the carriage, picked up long sticks, and quickly attached spearheads, ready to fight at any moment.
"We are from Xinxiang, and have an agreement with your boss in the Green Mountain!" Cui Yuan shouted loudly.
"From Xinxiang? People from Jia Family Manor?" An ugly man, his face full of scars, came down from the mountain, warily saying, "Do you have a token?"
"Yes!" Cui Yuan nodded repeatedly, throwing up a small cloth bundle, its contents unknown.
The bandit checked it and threw it back.
"The usual rule, understood?"
"Understood, understood!"
Cui Yuan had someone bring out a heavy cloth bag from a cart, handing it over to the bandit.
"It's a bit light, huh."
Upon hearing this, Cui Yuan's expression turned slightly displeased, "Gentleman, we've always discussed this amount."
