Nalan Yiren remained noncommittal to Chen Mo's words.

Seeing that the matter was preliminarily agreed upon, both sides sat back in the corner of the post station and closed their eyes to rest.

The rain had not yet stopped when the sound of many horse hooves rose outside the post station.

Nalan Yiren was the first to open her eyes, and a black poisonous bee flew out from her sleeve, heading outside.

"It's the marquis and General Yue's horses, they are inside."

"..."

Following this, the sound of conversation from outside stood up.

Chen Mo and Yue Ruyan stood up, the former said, "It's Sun Meng, it seems he has come looking for us."

Saying this, he looked at Nalan Yiren and said, "Miss, don't worry, they are my people."

Soon, Sun Meng, wearing a bamboo hat and a raincoat, led his men in from outside, raindrops falling from them, soaking the ground.

"Marquis, General Yue, I saw you didn't have an umbrella, nor a raincoat, so I was worried you'd get wet, and brought people here… what person..."

As Sun Meng was speaking, he suddenly noticed Nalan Yiren in a corner, wearing a black robe that looked bulky, with a sinister gaze and wearing a half mask, looking like no good person. He immediately drew his knife vigilantly, and the armored warriors beside him did the same, slowly approaching Nalan Yiren, trying to surround her.

Outside, the personal soldiers heard the commotion and quickly surrounded the post station, with some armored warriors holding Divine Arm Crossbows, aiming at Nalan Yiren through the windows.

The entire process did not take more than ten breaths.

After all, it was the first meeting, both sides were cautious, and Nalan Yiren, being an Upper-Grade Martial Artist, had a remarkable response speed. In the instant Sun Meng and his men drew their knives,

her black robe billowed without wind.

Nalan Yiren's waist, thighs, and calves were adorned or tied with small bamboo cages and various bottles and jars, from which snakes, scorpions, and centipedes swiftly crawled out.

Seeing this scene, Sun Meng and his men instinctively retreated half a step, then moved forward again.

"Impertinent." Chen Mo lightly rebuked Sun Meng, saying, "This is a friend I just met, put away your weapons."

"Yes." Sun Meng and his men promptly sheathed their weapons.

"Miss Nalan, my apologies, this is their duty, please forgive them, relax, don't be nervous," Chen Mo said.

Nalan Yiren furrowed her brows, then said coolly with her unique husky voice, "Duke An's subordinates are truly well-trained."

She could tell that if she were replaced by any Middle-Grade Martial Artist or below, she could be shot full of arrows in an instant with a command from Chen Mo.

She raised her hand, placed two slender fingers to her lips, and gently blew, and upon hearing the whistle, the poisonous creatures burrowed back into her black robe, returning to the bamboo cages.

"Women..."

Sun Meng felt astonished and curiously glanced at Chen Mo and Nalan Yiren.

However, this sidelong glance was naturally detected by Chen Mo, who glared back.

Sun Meng quickly lowered his head, cupped his hands, and said, "Marquis, I brought raincoats, do you want to leave now, or wait for the rain to stop?"

Chen Mo glanced outside; the heavy rain had turned into a light drizzle, and from the gloomy sky, it seemed that the rain wouldn't stop anytime soon.

He looked at Nalan Yiren, "Miss Nalan, shall we go?"

Nalan Yiren nodded and walked toward the exit of the post station, never taking off the raincoat draped over her.

At the doorway, Nalan Yiren halted, then slowly raised a hand, clenched her five fingers into a fist, and gently blew into the hollow.

"Neigh, neigh..."

A chestnut steed sprinted from the abandoned stable of the post station, and the Chen army's personal soldiers in the courtyard made way.

Meanwhile, Chen Mo and Yue Ruyan had donned their raincoats. Upon seeing this, Chen Mo chuckled slightly and said, "What a spirited horse." 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

"The Snow Dragon Steed in the stable is yours, and that one is truly spirited. Mine is just a regular wild horse, well-trained, that's all," said Nalan Yiren as she tapped her toe, leapt high, and landed on the horse's back.

If not for her overly bulky figure at the moment, the scene would have been quite graceful.

This chestnut horse didn't have reins or a saddle, yet Nalan Yiren sat firmly upon its back.

"Let's go."

After the personal soldiers brought the horses over, Chen Mo mounted his horse.

Yue Ruyan hung her broadsword on the knife hook, mounted her horse, and followed closely.

They headed towards the military camp.

The official road was smooth, and as they followed it, they reached a vast encampment in no time.

For Nalan Yiren, this encampment was as far as the eye could see, both left and right. Inside and out, armored warriors patrolled.

In front of the camp were obstacles.

The guards, seeing Chen Mo, hurriedly shouted, "Duke An has returned to the camp."

"Duke An has returned to the camp, open the gates!"

"Open the gates!"

The obstacles were moved aside.

The gates of the camp were slowly opened.

Through the gates, Nalan Yiren saw tents, and groups of armored soldiers, who were in neat order even in the rain.

"Miss Nalan, let's go."

A young man's voice came to her ear.

Chen Mo entered the camp first.

Nalan Yiren nudged the horse's belly and followed closely behind.

In front of the Central Army Tent.

Xiao Jing and Wu Yanqing, upon learning of Chen Mo's return, hurried out to greet him, saying, "Duke An, how did the reconnaissance go?"

"It started raining heavily right after we set out, so Yue and I sheltered in an abandoned post station and didn't get the chance to investigate yet," Chen Mo dismounted.