Gasp! She's a Time Traveler Using Modern Tech to Improve Ancient Life-Chapter 733 - 728: The Grassland Youth

All the gates of Chang’an City were bustling, with almost as many leaving as entering, and the gates were bustling with people all day long.

Wearing a fur robe, Baye Feng led a horse out of the gate.

People from the caravan that had traveled with him all the way from the Western Regions to Chang’an, experiencing thirty various robberies along the way, caught up.

"Baye Feng, these two gold ingots are for you. The leader said they are an extra reward for your efforts in defeating enemies along the way. By the way, we’re staying at Puning Square. If you have nowhere else to go, you can come find us."

Baye Feng looked at him silently for a while. Naba, who was sitting on the horse he was leading, had already bent over and snatched the two gold ingots from the curly-haired Hu Shang’s hand.

The gold belonging to the siblings, leaving it in someone else’s hand for even a second, was a crime. It was only safe when it was in their pockets.

The curly-haired Hu Shang babbled on about many things, but received no response.

Along the way, they had actually gotten used to this Western Regions youth who carried rhinoceros horn and camphor on his back, possessing the fastest blade in the world and the tightest lips.

During the month-long confrontation with formidable enemies, no one heard him casually chat with anyone.

His sister was willing to talk, but she was too young, and her words were illogical. As pure baggage, no one liked to deal with her.

The curly-haired Hu Shang spoke until his mouth was dry, without getting any assurance of allegiance, and could only reluctantly watch as the Baye Feng siblings took the gold ingots and left.

Though Baye Feng was single-handedly (his sister was seen as an item rather than a person by Hu Shang, considered useless) self-transporting goods to join their caravan, his combat skills were incredibly strong. He was ruthless, quiet, killing as easily as slicing melon, with superior knife skills and a steady mindset.

A very sharp "weapon," praised by caravans that used him.

It’s just a pity that his tongue was too tight. Along the way, no matter how people hinted, they never heard any clues.

Besides, the goods he carried were peculiar, only a bag of expensive rhinoceros horn and camphor, nothing else. The guardians of the cargo were only the siblings themselves.

This didn’t look like the style of doing business. Rather than saying he came to Chang’an City for business, it seemed more like he wanted to hide in Chang’an. It’s unclear how he got his transit pass.

Watching these Hu siblings leave through Tonghua Gate, the curly-haired Hu Shang signaled to two thugs nearby, who gave a nod and quietly followed.

After Baye Feng led two horses and walked a hundred meters outside the gate, he suddenly stopped, drew his Tang Blade, and shot it backward fiercely.

There was a flash of blade light, and the turbans on the heads of the two thugs mixed in the crowd behind were instantly sliced into pieces, along with their loose hair falling to the ground.

Frightened, the two kneeled, begging for mercy.

Baye Feng coldly said, "If this were the Western Regions, you would already be dead. There won’t be a next time, scram."

Baye Feng dared not kill outside Chang’an City, but he wouldn’t kill in broad daylight under the eyes of the city guards.

He’s wild, not stupid.

After scaring off the tails following him, Baye Feng got on his horse, turned to the sister on the other horse, and said, "We need to accelerate. Hold tight."

"Mm!" Naba nodded vigorously, her eyes bright with light, showing no fear.

Traveling through the pass from the Western Regions, Naba not only wasn’t frightened but was extremely excited.

Growing up on horseback, having seen much burning, killing, and looting, she had a high threshold for accepting bloodshed.

"Yah!" Baye Feng clamped the horse’s belly, galloping toward the estate others told him about belonging to Village Lady Le’an.

The horse carrying Naba closely followed the lead horse of Baye Feng.

The siblings followed the official road, turning onto a newly constructed wide country road.

As they entered the estate range, they were stopped by villagers working in the fields: "Hey there little Hu Ji, where do you want to go? Further ahead is the land of our Village Lady Le’an."

Baye Feng ignored them, but he still halted his horse, looking up, he could already see the ancient, magnificent, orderly building complex hidden in the countryside.

Though Baye Feng had never seen Village Lady Le’an’s estate, the sight before him must be it; ordinary Chang’an people could not have built such houses.

In the estate, Sun Chuyao, already informed by the villagers running back, came with several department members to open the door and approached.

Upon hearing from the villagers about a large and small pair of Hu people entering the village, Sun Chuyao knew what was happening.

Before Lin Wanwan left Chang’an, she had instructed him on this matter, saying a young man from the Western Regions would seek refuge with her, and told him to receive the person well.

"I assume this is Brother Baye?" Sun Chuyao greeted with a smile, "I am the steward guarding the estate for the lady, Sun Chuyao."

He knew the Western Regions youth before him was someone his mistress Lin Wanwan valued heavily.

"That’s me." Baye Feng dismounted and cupped his fists in greeting, "Steward Sun."

"Come, come, Brother Baye, let’s enter the estate, allow me to properly welcome you and your sister." Sun Chuyao enthusiastically tried to grab Baye Feng’s arm, but he dodged.

A swordsman’s arm must never be touched by others, especially unfamiliar people, because one doesn’t know if the next step is a sneak attack.

Baye Feng, having just arrived from the Western Regions with his sister, received the news that Village Lady Le’an had left Chang’an a month ago.

He promised to serve Village Lady Le’an for ten years. Hence, he also needed to hurry to Jiangnan Road Mao County.

Regarding Sun Chuyao’s suggestion to rest for a few days before setting out, he refused. As soon as he got the news that Lin Wanwan wasn’t there, he prepared to leave the next day.

The route from Chang’an to Mao County was arranged by Sun Chuyao long ago, with two armed department members for protection. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

The rare Chinese herbs collected during the month in Chang’an City were also given to Baye Feng and his companions.

They were prepared with two routes.

One was the most common land route from Chang’an to Luoyang, then transitioning to a water route, taking a boat through the Grand Canal and the sea to Mao County.

The other was entirely by land, which would be more arduous and dangerous than the Grand Canal with the Navy escort.

Baye Feng naturally chose the all-land route; never having seen the sea, asking him to travel by water was like clipping the wings of an eagle, destiny in others’ hands. How could he choose that?

No matter how strenuous the land route might be, it was no concern for Baye Feng. Could it be more dangerous than the journey from the Western Regions to Chang’an?

Sun Chuyao had long considered that Baye Feng from the Western Regions might not favor water routes, which is why he prepared an additional land route.

On the second day after arriving in Chang’an, Baye Feng then took his sister and two new subordinates, each with two horses, and set off swiftly carrying Chinese herbs.

The continuous long trek was somewhat arduous for Naba, but not unbearable. In their tribe, foraging for water and grass often required migration, and she was long accustomed to such a bustling life.