Hua Yumu made several attempts to contact Lin Lin, but to no avail. Squinting at the sky, he searched for any signals but saw nothing. His unease deepened with each passing moment. As they moved further from the port, a group of mounted men suddenly appeared on the road ahead. Judging by their uniforms and the tokens hanging from their…
They had been incredibly cautious—Lin Lin and Muna had made sure to leave no trace, no evidence of their presence. Their actions were meticulous, calculated. By all logic, they shouldn’t have been discovered. And yet, here they were, surrounded by precisely twenty people. Not too many to raise suspicion, but just enough for an ambush. If someone said this wasn’t…
Hidden enemies…? Wakako looked down at the fully loaded wagons. Could this be why the boxes were so unusually heavy? Old Chen urged the drivers to move quickly, and soon the wagons began to move out one by one. The three mercenaries pretended to leave but didn’t go far, their eyes fixed on the horse tracks on the ground. “If…
Smuggling between the two kingdom’s ports was hardly uncommon. With frequent border conflicts, chaos often provided the perfect opportunity for such clandestine activities. Even with the city’s law enforcement’s best efforts, there were always gaps in their control. Despite thorough inspections at the ports and strict checking of ship permits, some always slipped through the net. These smugglers employed countless…
The sixteen-year-old Saint and the twenty-two-year-old Saint didn’t differ much in appearance. The younger had simply shed her naivety, maturing into the older version. But the eyes gazing at Wakako were markedly different. At sixteen, those eyes held expectations, occasional whims, sometimes shy, and a touch of girlish awkwardness. There was always something left unsaid, a secret she hoped Wakako…