Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 927: Instant Kill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1132- Slave race
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 926: Jadefication
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 925: Pill Master
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1130.5- Cloud Peak delicacies (2)
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 596: Uncle and Nephew (8)
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3816: The Master of Profound Secrets
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
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 a
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