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The night enveloped the earth. Cui Ping Mountain, located on the western outskirts of Linjiang City, is home to the main peak where Sanqing Temple stands. Forty-five subordinates of Zhang Biao had set an ambush on the mountain's back slope. Even the powerful crossbow that was originally stationed at the western stronghold had been moved here. Coupled with seven or eight short knives and homemade bows and crossbows, this armament seemed more than sufficient for Zhang Xinde to deal with the Rebel Army.
“Everyone wait here,” Zhang Xinde said. Bold since childhood, he carried a wooden box up the mountain alone. After all, if the Rebel Army had set an ambush on the mountain, bringing two or three more people along would not make a difference. The most crucial task at hand was to safely bring Zhang Yaozu back.
Cui Ping Mountain was not particularly high; even at the peak where Sanqing Temple stood, the elevation was only a few hundred meters. Under normal circumstances, it would take less than an hour to reach the top. However, when Zhang Xinde arrived at the designated spot while carrying the wooden box, he could not help but gasp for breath. He set down the box, raised his hands, and shouted, “Brothers, I’m here!”
Before long, two figures emerged from the woods. Both were masked, and one of them turned out to be a woman. Zhang Xinde loosened his clothing and said, “Brothers from the Rebel Army, I didn’t bring any weapons as per our agreement!”
“What about the silver?” Zhou Meng asked in a deep voice. He was a seasoned dark guard from the Royal Confidential Office, known for his calm demeanor.
Zhang Xinde lowered his hands and squatted down to open the wooden box before stepping aside. “Brothers, it’s really difficult to gather Five Hundred Thousand Taels of Silver in such a short time. This is what my lord Zhang managed to scrape together with great effort. Here’s a note that can be exchanged for one hundred thousand taels of silver immediately. There’s also gold, jewelry belonging to my female relatives, and several land and property deeds worth far exceeding fifty thousand taels!”
Su Yao stepped forward to examine the contents of the box carefully before nodding at Zhou Meng.
“Bring him out!” Zhou Meng secured the wooden box and held it in his hand.
Su Yao returned to the woods and brought out Zhang Yaozu, who was tightly bound and blindfolded with his mouth gagged. It must be said that Zhang Yaozu had truly suffered greatly.
First, his arms were severed by Wang Wu, leaving him in excruciating pain. Then he was taken to the mountain, where he could see nothing. For an entire day and night, he had not eaten a single grain of rice, and his legs felt weak.
"Yaozu, are you alright?" Zhang Xinde hurriedly asked.
Hearing his uncle's voice, Zhang Yaozu immediately let out a whimper. Zhou Meng stifled a laugh. "Don't worry, it's just some minor injuries. A few days of rest will do. I wouldn't want anyone lying in wait for us when we descend the mountain. The mountain may not change, but the water does; you know we aren't afraid of death."
"Rest assured, rest assured, it will be fine. As long as our young master is safe," Zhang Xinde said cautiously as he took Zhang Yaozu from Su Yao's hands, secretly wishing to eliminate the two "Rebel Army" members right then and there. Just wait and see; once you come down from the mountain, you'll have a lot to answer for. Especially that woman—I'll make sure you suffer more than death...
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Zhang Biao never imagined he would end up in such a predicament. All his subordinates had been dispatched, leaving his stronghold nearly empty. Just then, someone ambushed him from behind.
Of the remaining three subordinates, aside from Zhao Hu, the other two were killed. And the attackers? There were only two of them.
The leader was someone Zhang Biao had just encountered: Su Han!
Under the threat of sharp blades, Zhao Hu stood frozen like Zhang Biao, hands raised in surrender.
"Master Su, what is the meaning of this?" Zhang Biao couldn't help but ask.
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