In the army surrounding the group, there were many cavalry soldiers.

Although they couldn't run on the ground as fast as the heavenly steeds could fly, the warhorses ridden by the riders, those horses deployed on the battlefield, were still much faster than civilian horses.

While the horse carriage had taken the lead, the pursuing cavalry behind did not fall behind gradually. On the contrary, they were getting closer and closer.

Not only that, the advantage that the cavalry soldiers possessed, which Wang Xiaole didn't have on his side, was bows and arrows!

While chasing the carriage, the riders aimed their bows from horseback in the bumpy environment, and then shot arrows with power.

In that instant, the dense arrows were like a horizontal meteor shower, carrying a cold glow and piercing through with sharpness;

The connected cold glows formed a chilly light, making the sharp arrowheads even more frightening.

The carter did not underestimate the lethality of these arrows at all and was very clear:

Once more arrows were shot, there would always be one or two that would penetrate the carriage and aim towards his back.

The carter felt sad at the thought of losing his life while driving the carriage.

Fortunately, Bai wouldn't allow such a thing to happen, not for any other reason but mainly to prevent himself and his older brother from being hit by arrows.

Bai raised the twin daggers in his hands, rotated his wrists, and swiftly moved his two small hands to create two circular light curtains in front of him.

Ding ding ding ding!

The defense that Bai constructed was impeccable, making it impossible for the arrows to find any blind spots;

While batches of arrow rain shot over, they shattered or fell into multiple pieces upon collision with the rapidly rotating daggers, dropping to the ground.

Unless the arrows suddenly turned or moved instantly, they would not be able to break through the silver defense.

Thanks to Bai's efforts, Wang Xiaole saved some energy;

Seeing Bai's outstanding performance in front of him, Wang Xiaole couldn't help but think:

"If one day she stops being an assassin and starts helping with fruit cutting, she could probably earn a lot of money!"

"Hmm."

As Wang Xiaole glanced at Bai, Charley was also looking at him, her eyebrows slightly furrowed with displeasure at Bai's excellent performance.

Though there was no real conflict between the two, Charley had been trying to win someone's favor recently and naturally didn't want her spotlight to be overshadowed, going from a protagonist to just a supporting role appearing once.

She decided to steal the show, which meant she had to perform better, even to the point of overdoing it.

"Grant me a piece of tranquil dust..."

After finishing her chant, Charley imbued magic into her whip, and shortly after, she aimed the whip at the soldiers before striking through the air.

The targeted cavalry soldiers, who were originally sitting on their horses, were staring straight ahead;

Suddenly, a purple light flashed in their eyes.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of cavalry soldiers vanished.

After the resounding explosion, those people seemed to have never existed, disappearing where they stood;

Even the warhorses they were riding and the ground they raced on had completely disappeared.

The ground near the town's exit was blown apart by magic before it could even suffer fragmentation; there were no scattered armor or arrows, not a trace of blood anywhere nearby.

However, even so, hundreds of riders still lost their lives, and it was in the form of "dead without a trace."

Charley made a move, proudly stroking her jade cheeks, and met Wang Xiaole's gaze with a smile.

Her look was simple, silently asking the other person to praise her, and to do it quickly!

Wang Xiaole understood the desire in her eyes, so he scratched his head, carefully chose his words for a moment, and praised Charley:

"You are different from me, who knows nothing about magic, being able to end the chant in an instant and cast the spell, quite impressive."

Charley finally received the recognition and praise she had been longing for, but she misunderstood one thing:

She thought that the focus of that praise should be on the latter part of the sentence, but it was actually on the former;

By appropriately condensing that half sentence and omitting unnecessary parts, one could derive this statement:

"You are different from me!"

At that moment, Charley, whose emotional intelligence had not yet improved, did not pay much attention to that crucial part.

On the other hand, the complete annihilation of the cavalry regiment truly shook many soldiers who were preparing to advance and support.

Some soldiers were brave enough, but they joined the army to make a living, not to sacrifice themselves to complete the mission; so when they witnessed the collective demise of their comrades, their advance slowed down instantly;

The speed they maintained now was enough for the protagonist in the story of the tortoise and the hare, with a shell on his back, to easily leave them behind while running.

As for another group of soldiers, they were even more reluctant;

They were neither brave nor willing to die, so they simply stopped in their tracks, regardless of how the furious lord roared, refusing to budge.

Of course, the two to three thousand remaining soldiers had a more important reason for not wanting to catch up.

Every time they heard the lord's orders, they couldn't help but turn their heads to look at the raging lord, and couldn't help but think in unison:

If you are so eager, why don't you charge at the frontline yourself?

This thought among the soldiers proved to be quite difficult for the lord to handle.

It should be noted that the lord's lifelong motto had never been "Brothers, follow me," but always "You there, go and do it for me."

This mantra had been very effective in the past, but had now lost its effectiveness.

And so, in the end, the lord watched helplessly as those two people who had left a psychological scar on him, simply walked away.

The only suitable candidate to launch a pursuit chase at that moment was Nan Yizheng.

Nan Yizheng had the capability to chase, but he chose not to.

Though he had been struck by a sword, sustaining significant injuries and losing much blood, he did not get angry.

Nan Yizheng's temperament was quite particular, as unless certain very specific boundaries were crossed, he was not someone who would hold grudges.

To some extent, Nan Yizheng was very similar to Wang Xiaole;

The reason Wang Xiaole did not persist in demanding Nan Yizheng's life was also because he hadn't been injured;

Otherwise, the conflict between the two of them would not have ended so easily this time.

Adhering to this principle, Wang Xiaole made the most regrettable decision of his life, which was not to continue fighting and kill Nan Yizheng;

Naturally, the parties involved at present could not possibly know what would happen in the future...

Nan Yi watched as the carriage departed, but he did nothing.

For him, saving the lord was the top priority, and as for one or two troublemaking villains, letting them go was just letting them go.

Until the very last moment of his life, Nan Yi would never have guessed:

The young man who had slipped away from under his nose today would eventually bring ruin to the entire Nan Family. This wealthy merchant family would come to an end in his generation...

The intertwined future that influenced each other gradually took shape. The two individuals whose lives had begun to intersect were now each doing what they had to.

Even as they broke free from the town, Wang Xiaole didn't truly relax because their plans for tonight had not been decided yet.

A ranger had to endure a life of camping out when necessary, occasionally finding a spot to sleep in the wilderness, which was quite common.

However, in the past when Wang Xiaole slept outdoors, he was always alone;

This time, there were two companions who needed his care. Even if it was just out of consideration for them, Wang Xiaole had to find a place to spend the night.

From the coachman who occasionally ran "out-of-town errands," Wang Xiaole learned about the nearest city.

"Xiao Bai City" – this non-mainstream name stemmed from the local residents' preference for white.

The reason it wasn't called "Da Bai City" might be that the first person who named the city didn't find that name very appealing.

Unlike the independent cities Wang Xiaole had stayed in before, Xiao Bai City was located on the border of a certain kingdom.

In an era where two great empires were contending for supremacy, that country didn't have much renown.

From a historical perspective, the nation had only been founded thirty or so years ago, and on the Eastern Continent, there were plenty of small countries like it.

"Inran" – when Charley first heard the name of this country, he thought he had arrived in a country on the Western Continent.

With a sense of professional ethics, the coachman, who was now being coerced to move forward, warned his passengers behind him:

"You three had better be prepared. Inran is a country with a mix of different races, where encountering dragons, sea clans, and the like is not uncommon;

For the sake of settling down safely, the three of you must be extra cautious and must never start conflicts with those of different races."

"Sea clans?"

Bai’s voice was filled with obvious confusion.

As an assassin who rarely interacted with the outside world, it was normal for her not to know about such exotic races.

In response, the knowledgeable Wang Xiaole had the opportunity to show off in front of Bai:

"The so-called sea clans are creatures that have features of both humans and fish, such as merfolk, shark clans, and so on."

As Wang Xiaole explained, if beastkin were understood as creatures with aspects of both humans and animals, then sea clans were basically a group of species that combined human and fish features.

As a race that didn't interact much with humans, sea clans were basically only found in countries like Inran.

If anyone wanted to catch a glimpse of the sea clans, the best way would be to take a dive into the sea. If they didn’t drown, they should be able to see them at the bottom of the sea.

From the outside, merfolk can be divided into two types:

Those with fish faces and human bodies, and those with human faces and fish bodies;

All merfolk are capable of breathing on both land and underwater;

But to be precise:

The latter type is a bit more powerful, because merfolk with human faces and fish bodies can fully transform into humans as needed.