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"Take him away!"
With a mask covering his face, Su Han walked forward leisurely and pointed at Zhang Yaozu. Zhang Yaozu was yanked up without daring to resist.
"Who are you? Leave your names so we have something to report!" one of the guards said, mustering his courage.
Su Han took out a letter he had prepared earlier and threw it on the ground. "Go back and tell Zhang Biao that we have never forgotten the blood debts of the Rebel Army from back then! Now, leave!"
The group quickly boarded the carriage with the shrill cries of Zhang Yaozu echoing behind them as they sped away.
"Did... did they really mention the Rebel Army?"
Zhang Biao, who was usually domineering, felt his voice tremble slightly.
Back then, the bullies of Linjiang City had forged an irreconcilable enmity with the Rebel Army. Since last year, there had been signs of the Rebel Army becoming active again in Linjiang City. This was precisely what Zhang Biao feared the most.
Originally, he had estates in both Linjiang City and his hometown, but due to fear of retaliation from the Rebel Army, he had moved to the heavily guarded and defensible western hills of the city. Yet despite all precautions, he still could not escape.
The Rebel Army had actually kidnapped his son.
"Absolutely true, Lord Zhang," one of the guards said with a mournful expression. "This is a letter left by their leader."
As Zhang Biao took the letter, his hand trembled slightly. Unfolding it, he saw it was written in plain language: "Zhang Biao, you have harmed my brothers in rebellion and hunted down righteous soldiers. I invite your son to come to me for a discussion. Tomorrow night at the hour of the dog, bring fifty thousand taels of silver to Cui Ping Mountain's Sanqing Temple for an exchange."
There was no signature.
But Zhang Biao believed it without a doubt. In all of Linjiang City, aside from Li San Dao and those fearless members of the Rebel Army, who would dare to act against him? Li San Dao typically operated only around Mirror Lake; thus, it was undoubtedly the Rebel Army that had kidnapped his son.
What should he do?
Zhang Biao suddenly felt lost and helpless.
“Lord Zhang, these Rebel Army members are not easy to deal with,” Zhao Hu said, leaning in closer.
“Is that really necessary to say?” Zhang Biao replied, feeling frustrated.
But Zhao Hu was not in a hurry: “Lord Zhang, back in the day, you and third master Liu captured quite a few Rebel Army members and even killed many. We have a deep-seated enmity with them. In my opinion, since it has come to this, we might as well cut the roots and eliminate them completely!”
Zhang Biao was taken aback. “What do you mean?”
“Even if the young master returns safely this time, who can guarantee there won’t be a next time?” Zhao Hu’s face was filled with murderous intent. “This Linjiang City doesn’t belong to righteousness; it belongs to Zhang. Let’s first gather Five Hundred Thousand Taels of Silver and rescue the young master…”
“Where am I supposed to find Five Hundred Thousand Taels of Silver right now?” Zhang Biao never imagined that after kidnapping someone’s son, his own son would also be taken.
Zhao Hu had already thought this through for him: “Gold, silver, treasures, properties—whatever it takes to gather Five Hundred Thousand Taels of Silver. After all, the young master’s life is at stake.”
“And then what? Are we just going to let those Rebel Army members off so easily?”
Zhang Biao felt a pang of regret. How could he bear to see his wealth fall into someone else’s hands?
Zhao Hu smirked coldly. “It won’t be that simple. You send someone meticulous up the mountain for the transaction while we mobilize our brothers and lay an ambush at the foot of Cui Ping Mountain. Once we rescue the young master, those Rebel Army members will definitely come down. There are only two paths down from Cui Ping Mountain; the front path is blocked by the Wang family’s estate, leaving them no choice but to take the back path. So as long as we guard the back mountain, we don’t have to worry about them not taking the bait!”
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