The Fierce Farm Girl Has A Secret Space

Chapter 2801: Chapter 2801: My Incompetence (1)

"Madam, what just happened to us?" Chai Qin frowned. They were clearly in the thatched hut earlier, but now they woke up nearby, and the thatched hut was burned to nothing. How could neither she nor Yang Xiong have noticed?

"It’s nothing much, just some poison in the smoke." Yang Ruxin smiled slightly. "Now’s not the time to dwell on this; we need to interrogate these people. Those who talk live, those who want to die, don’t stop them."

Those men in black were indeed death warriors; they started committing suicide the moment they regained freedom. They bit down on their mouths and were done for instantly. If Yang Xiong hadn’t stopped one in time, they would have left no witnesses alive.

"The sky is still not bright. Yang Xiong, I’ll take a nap. You handle the interrogation." Yang Ruxin leaned against a big tree and sat down. "If they spill any useful info, let them go to find a place to survive. If not, stuff their poison capsule right back into their mouths."

Yang Xiong nodded, dragging the surprised-looking man in black up the hill. He had undergone Hidden Guard training and had his ways of dealing with killing, saving, and interrogating.

Chai Qin went along to help.

"Are you trying to find out who’s behind this?" Wan Quan sat down beside Yang Ruxin.

"Not thinking much about it, but it’s something to do while we’re free." Yang Ruxin glanced at him.

Wan Quan smirked without further questioning.

Yang Ruxin closed her eyes and relaxed.

Yang Xiong returned quickly: "Madam, I was ineffective."

"As expected." Yang Ruxin stretched lazily, "Dawn is breaking, let’s go."

With an extra person, their journey slowed down, but they didn’t encounter more assassins. When passing through the next town, Yang Ruxin’s original plan was to leave Wan Quan there to recuperate, and once he was fully healed, rush back. As for her, she’d arrange matters and head to Wanren Villa to treat Wan Song.

But Wan Quan refused and insisted on going back with them.

Yang Ruxin had no choice but to buy a carriage.

After all, with Yang Xiong and Wan Quan both riding a horse, it seemed awkward for two grown men. Besides, the horse couldn’t constantly bear the weight of two men.

"Xinxin, why don’t you come inside to sit?" Wan Quan leaned out the window to negotiate with Yang Ruxin, "I’m really bored on my own."

Yang Ruxin couldn’t be bothered to engage him.

Wan Quan then tirelessly tried to persuade Chai Qin,

When suddenly, the carriage jolted, one of the wheels hitting a large stone, nearly flipping the carriage over.

Wan Quan was tragically thrown from his seat.

"Yang Xiong, you rascal!"

The other wheel of the carriage also hit a large stone.

"Yang Xiong, you..." Wan Quan clutched both his rear and his head, gritting his teeth. "You jerk!" he stopped himself from saying more, fearing the carriage would flip over. Wouldn’t it be tragic to die by one’s own hands rather than an assassin’s?

"Sorry about that." Yang Xiong calmly urged the carriage, "Poor eyesight."

Yang Ruxin couldn’t help but roll her eyes. This guy had quite the arrogant, sly side.

Wan Quan decided to drop the matter but continued trying to cozy up to Chai Qin.

Yang Ruxin felt it was unbearable and coughed: "Seventh Young Master Wan, Chai Qin is Yang Xiong’s wife."

"What?" Wan Quan was momentarily stunned, then suddenly flared up, "Damn, Yang Xiong, were you getting back at me earlier? You sneaky little man."