Although Hua Chengtian spoke quietly, he couldn't prevent those behind him from hearing it. Everyone let out different-sized snickers, and so even winked at Luo Song.
So who loved to stir up trouble chid in, "Uncle, it's fine, we don't mind."
"Yes, yes, yes," several young n shouted after him, showing no signs of tension or fear for the coming danger. One must say that ti is indeed a great tempering process.
Not only did they not mind, but they were also delighted to watch. A handso man and a beautiful woman together were pleasing to the eye. Besides, when have they ever seen the village chief's granddaughter so charming and girlish, quietly staying in Luo Song's embrace? It's a good thing she doesn't challenge them usually.
But Luo Song was only worried because of his concern. With Hua Jin's speed and martial prowess, even if she encountered a strong enemy, it wouldn't be a problem for her to escape.
Luo Song wasn't offended. Instead, Yang i looked at everyone with pride, taking these words as envy and jealousy, which in fact, they were, drawing many disdainful glances.
Hua Jin looked at everyone, smiling like a blossom, but with a hint of malice flashing in her eyes, wondering if it was because she hadn't gone to morning practice recently that everyone had forgotten the taste of her fists.
...Hua Jin glanced at the person beside her. It's all his fault. At night, he's like a beast... causing her to not be able to get up these days.
Clearly, those in front smiled like flowers, but everyone seed to be desperately seeking to survive, sensing sothing ominous. Instantly, so started talking, so turned away, and no one was looking at the young couple ahead anymore.
Hua Jin smiled even more happily. It seems everyone hasn't forgotten after all.
"Here they co..." Hua Jin suddenly said, her body also turning towards the direction of the gate.
The light, fluttering voice made everyone's expressions turn serious, and they all looked towards the gate.
Just in an instant, an orderly sound of running stopped outside the gate. The sound of footsteps was neat, and just from this, everyone beca attentive.
Although they didn't know who was outside, they were definitely not comparable to the villains and scoundrels they had faced before. Just from hearing the sound, it was clear they had been trained. Otherwise, how could so many people be so uniform, and after stopping, not a single one made a sound, showing the strict rules.
Today, the ones responsible for guarding the gate were Hua Shi, Hua Qiang's little brother, and Wang Xiaohe from the Wang family. Yes, the sudden appearance of so many people at the gate was strange by itself, and before they could ask, the previously jovial crowd suddenly beca serious, realizing sothing unusual, and upon hearing the commotion from outside, they imdiately understood sothing was up. In the next mont, they peered through a secret gap in the gate to observe the situation outside.
At a glance, both of them were shocked, turning to look at everyone and running towards Hua Chengtian.
At the sa ti, although Hua Chengtian could minimize the impact, the commotion he made still caused tension among the villagers. The children were also kept in their hos, ready to hide in secret places in case of danger, while the remaining n had taken out their weapons, staying in their hos just in case.
"Uncle Cheng, there are a lot of people outside," Hua Shi said.
"They all look full of murderous intent, unlike good people," Wang Xiaohe hurried to add.
It's not just that they don't look like good people, they are fundantally not good people. Hua Jin clearly saw the murderous glint in the eyes of the people outside.
Hua Chengtian didn't speak, moving directly to the side of the gate, pressing his eye against it.
Through the gap, a group stood not far from the gate, wearing uniform clothing and holding weapons, their purpose unknown. They all seed dusty and travel-worn, their clothes almost unrecognizable in color.
Each with a stern and cold expression, exuding waves of chilling murderous aura, indeed not looking like good people.
Hua Chengtian's expression also beca solemn, stepping back a certain distance, as Luo Song stepped forward.
A mont later, Luo Song stood upright, but his expression was even more serious than Hua Chengtian's. As Luo Song's wife, Hua Jin's attention to him was keen enough, noticing the discrepancy with just one look.
She spoke, "Husband, is there sothing wrong?"
Imdiately, everyone's attention shifted to Luo Song.
Luo Song nodded, "Yes, there's sothing wrong. The people outside aren't our Gu Yan folks."
"How can you tell?" Before his daughter could speak, Hua Chengtian had already eagerly asked.
The people outside were all full of murderous intent, evidently accustod to bloodshed, and quite a lot of it. Otherwise, how could the murderous aura be so externally apparent?
But their appearance was no different from theirs, and although the style of clothing was different, with a place as large as Gu Yan, it's normal to have variations in attire.
Hua Chengtian really couldn't see it, due to his limited experience.
"Footwear, although these people's clothing is similar, they overlooked the detail on their feet. They didn't change shoes; they are wearing Liaoxi's goatskin upturned boots (author's invention).
Upon hearing this, Hua Chengtian turned back to the gate, closely examining again. When he returned, his face was beyond solemn, it was icy.
He didn't notice this detail just now; the people outside the gate were indeed wearing uniform upturned leather boots, and they were sothing these common folk had never seen.
The farthest the average villager had been was the county town, with no chance to see such footwear.
Upon hearing this, several n went forth, coming back with the sa stern faces.
Though they didn't understand much, the footwear was undeniably different, and they had considerable trust in Luo Song, given that the Luo family had a substantial business, and were well-experienced.
"Luo Song, we have you to thank. Otherwise, we truly would have missed this."
A lot of people nodded along; the difference between our countryn and foreigners is significant, affecting the approach to interaction, and it further indicates that the arrival of these people indeed poses a substantial problem.
Imdiately, they all beca more serious. If they were truly from a hostile country, so well-trained, there was only one possibility: the individuals at Hua Village's gate were absolutely not ordinary people, perhaps even enemy soldiers.
The more they thought, the more they felt these people were indeed like that. If not soldiers, who have killed aplenty on the battlefield, how else would they amass such an intense murderous aura?
In an instant, everyone's brows furrowed, faces turning solemn, gazes sharp as they looked at Hua Chengtian.
Hua Chengtian didn't speak but looked at his daughter.
Hua Jin nodded, "Father, the people outside have indeed co with ill intent."
The faint murderous aura was clear to Hua Jin.
Moreover, having ceased their observation, the people outside were moving forward.
With a gesture from what seed like the leader, one person stepped forward, seemingly intending to proceed with diplomacy before force, as they had circled the walls for quite so ti without finding a breach to enter through.
It's not as though they lacked the necessary tools, but the walls were topped with sharp spikes and debris, making entry difficult.
Additionally, since the situation was still unclear, each person was valuable. If this was rely a private manor, getting injured here would be worthless, and crucially, they didn't have much dicinal supplies.
Since there's a gate, the easiest way should be taken, trying to open the main entrance first.
As the knocking began, with a gesture from the leader, the individuals in black quickly dispersed, leaving just a few, led by the leader, near the gate. One of them proceeded towards the gate.
Little did they know their every move was being clearly watched by those inside the gate.
The gate knocked "bang bang bang", as Hua Shi and Wang Xiaohe looked towards Hua Chengtian.
With Hua Chengtian's nod, they approached the gate, their footsteps noisy, impatiently shouting, "Who's there...?"
"Pardon us, we're travelers wanting to co in for so water."
Although the stranger's accent carried a hint of awkwardness and wasn't truly authentic in the local New Moon dialect, it was indeed Gu Yan's official language, spoken quite well to be honest. Most villagers couldn't even speak it fluently.
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