Chapter 383: Internal Strife
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A convoy of forty-some wagons was slowly making its way along a large road running through the forest. Riding at the front of the convoy was an old man in his fifties. On his back was a red-tasseled saber.
This man was Sima Zhen, the owner of Canglong Prefecture’s Mighty Prestige Escort Company, and he was an old hand in this business.
The requester was a young man who appeared to have just reached the age of twenty. He was asking them to transport some stones, saying that his hometown appreciated strange stones, so if he brought these stones back, he could sell them at a good price.
But these were just stones with some special colors, and they were being hauled back as if they were valuable treasures. The old company owner did not approve. If it weren’t for the rather expensive price the requester was paying, he would have refused the job.
Being a good escort wasn’t about having martial arts, but about having the right connections. Most escort companies had a route that they specialized in. On this route, they knew what sort of bandits they might encounter and where the dangerous areas were. When it came to working around dangers and paying off bandits, there were rules. Bandit groups of differing sizes required differing payments of silver.
For the same reason, these bandits did not entirely rely on theft and plunder to live, instead occupying areas and taking in bribes. Escort companies formed a large part of their revenue.
This was also why an escort company boss hated it when their employer got ideas of their own. If they messed things up, they could end up losing the goods—or worse, their lives.
The young employer originally wasn’t meddling in their business, but about six hours ago, he had suddenly asked for a wagon and picked up three people in it.
Picking up passengers mid-journey was a major taboo in the escort business. Nobody knew if they could be spies sent by a bandit gang. Moreover, these people were drenched in blood, so it could be seen at a glance that they didn’t have some good background.
Sima Zhen had always been cautious, and he hated it when someone broke the rules. But his young employer said that they were his people and that there was no way there could be a problem with them. He also paid extra and said that they wouldn’t be leaving unless they took in these people. Sima Zhen had no choice but to stomach his frustrations and accept.
Even so, the boss knew that with these strangers boarding the wagon, trouble was bound to follow.
Sure enough, half a day later, a boy came over and asked, “Boss Sima, is Cloudmouth Village up ahead?”
Sima Zhen replied, “Yes. If we take the right fork up ahead, we can reach Cloudmouth Village…”
The boy cut him off. “Is it true that there are Immortal cultivators at Cloudmouth Village?”
Sima Zhen was startled, but he nodded and said, “Yes, I’ve heard that there’s an Immortal cultivator market there, and cultivators often go through …
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