After traveling for another two hours, it was almost midnight. The mountain path was pitch-black, with only the vast moonlight illuminating the rolling mountains ahead, which seemed to stretch on endlessly.
Fortunately, Mo Lingwei had sent the Hidden Guards ahead to clear the path, and they had found a post station where they could rest. He planned to hurry there with Shen Ningning, wanting her to at least get a good night's sleep.
However, just as the carriage was halfway up the mountain road, Shen Ningning, who had been dozing on Mo Lingwei's shoulder, suddenly heard faint screams from outside, accompanied by cries for help.
She quickly opened her eyes and saw that Mo Lingwei had already lifted the curtain to look outside. He had clearly heard it too.
The escorting guards grew vigilant, their gazes fixed on the mountainside where the sounds originated. The carriage didn't stop, as they feared it could be a trap set by bandits.
