My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker!

2908 Supplementary Update

Mo Lian and Qiao Mu quietly nestled themselves among the forest leaves, striving to conceal their presence.

From their vantage point, they observed the scene unfold beneath them, merely there to watch the events transpire.

It appeared that a woman in her early forties emerged from the compact carriage. With two sabers expertly wielded in her hands, she dispatched two men who had been chasing and intercepting her in a matter of moments, their throats slashed, their bodies soaring skyward.

The woman exuded a fierce aura as she let out a sharp whistle.

Behind the carriage, a few individuals wearing red headscarves emerged, bearing the appearance of secret guards.

The carriage driver, who had initially occupied the driver’s seat, had already leaped down from the vehicle’s shaft. He retrieved a handful of long sabers from his spiritual pool and swiftly decapitated the encroaching black-clad men.

It was evident that these black-clad adversaries were not to be underestimated.

They displayed remarkable training and agility, their movements synchronized with one another.

Even if two of their members fell at the hands of the woman, they were swiftly replaced. This seamless transition did not disrupt the operation of their encircling formation in the slightest.

The two sides had been locked in combat for approximately ten minutes, with neither party gaining a significant advantage.

However, the number of black-clad assailants seemed inexhaustible. If this continued, no matter how formidable the carriage driver and the woman were, they would eventually be overwhelmed.

From her treetop vantage point, Qiao Mu observed the unfolding situation with clarity. She pursed her lips and shifted her gaze toward Crown Prince Mo.

Crown Prince Mo naturally detected the inquisitive gleam in her eyes. “Do you wish to descend and offer assistance?”

It was a matter of principle, and furthermore, she held a low opinion of a large group of individuals besieging a lone woman.

Crown Prince Mo winked at her, his message abundantly clear.

‘Wife, the choice is yours!’

Qiao Mu flashed a grin at him. Just as she was poised to leap down and intervene, she spotted a man who appeared to be the leader emerging from behind the group of black-clad men.

He was completely swathed in concealment, with only his narrow eyes visible, intently locked onto the woman with her back to him.

Suddenly, a poisoned arrow zipped toward the woman’s back.

In the blink of an eye, the woman seemed to sense something amiss. She swiftly sidestepped, enveloping the poisoned arrow with her spiritual energy and redirecting it aside.

Simultaneously, the black-clad leader leaped onto the rear of the compact carriage and forcefully slammed his palm onto the carriage’s lid.

The woman’s eyes nearly bulged from their sockets as she let out a furious roar, intensifying her attacks.

In less than a second after the black-clad leader had infiltrated the carriage, he extracted a round object shrouded in gray cloth.

He whistled, and all the black-clad men swiftly congregated around him, forming a protective barrier that shielded the leader from the rapidly assaulting Red Scarves Secret Guard.

They encircled their diminutive leader and retreated swiftly into the depths of the forest.

Their movements were well-coordinated, characterized by seamless cooperation. It was virtually impossible for anyone to interfere.

The middle-aged woman seethed with anger at this sight. With sheer determination, she subdued the two black-clad men who had been challenging her and rushed toward the leader. In a single hand, she seized the gray bundle in his possession.

Boom! Boom! Boom! The two adversaries exchanged three rapid palm strikes. The gray-wrapped bundle sank, its cover slipping down to reveal an unexpected sight—half of a bald head.

Qiao Mu, on the verge of intervening, abruptly widened her almond-shaped eyes and leaped down from the tree with a swish.

Mo Lian followed suit, her sleeve sweeping through the air to send a few bewildered black-clad men hurtling through the air.

“Bang!” The few of them crashed to the ground, unable to react before they were dispatched by the sword beams of Raven Moon.