Han Yu tried again, lightly probing from different angles. Each time the result was the same. The array held firm.
Someone inside the carriage was important enough to require defensive formations.
"Someone important perhaps?" Han Yu's interest sharpened.
He remained silent behind the tree and continued watching.
The driver and the bandits were still arguing. The bandits demanded goods, demanded the passenger come out, demanded cooperation. The driver shouted back that they were making a mistake and that the clan he served would have them hunted down.
Han Yu's expression remained passive. Until the driver shouted a particular name.
The moment the words left the driver's mouth Han Yu's eyes narrowed.
Qing Clan.
He had heard that name too many times during his time impersonating Ju Fan. The Qing Clan was one of the three clans who had historically opposed the Ju Clan. It was a strong clan with thousands of members, and its influence was significant in the Blood Moon Continent.
