Chapter 28.2 (1/2)
Chapter 28.2
Book 2 - Fame Spreads
Chapter 28.2
After a few hours, the sun had already inclined towards the west. However, He Yiming could hear a commotion from ahead.
He Yiming faintly bent his ear to listen. This was not a fight breaking out but sounds of a group of people gathered together.
He again exerted his feet, and this time, the horse rushed forth like lightning. After a few moments, he could see a group of people setting up a camp.
The Northwest was vast and unbounded. Although there were many countries of varying magnitudes, on the whole, the whole region was quite spa.r.s.ely populated.
Not coming across a single village or inn for a whole day was quite common while travelling. Caravans outside for touring or business purposes could often be seen setting up camps out in the open.
Within a mere few days, He Yiming had come across such sights two times. The current scene was already the third time. The previous two times, there were only a few tents. This time, however, the camp seemed to be set for more than a hundred people.
Before He Yiming’s horse had even approached them, five riders from the group rushed out of the group. They skillfully manipulated their warhorses and charged towards him.
As the two sides drew closer, the expressions of these men somewhat changed. He Yiming, however, had already discovered that these were the same riders he’d encountered before.
Among them, a forty or fifty year old rider cupped his hands and said, “Friend, you’ve followed us all the way until here. I wonder what is the reason.”
Although their expressions brimmed with malice, not a single one among them acted. Of course, He Yiming’s appearance being too young was also one of the reasons.
He Yiming astoundedly said, “Uncle, you must be joking. I I am taking my path, not following you.”
That rider gravely observed He Yiming. After a few moments, his face eased somewhat.
“Good horse.”
A bright voice sounded from the far back of the group. Subsequently, more than ten riders could be seen rus.h.i.+ng over at a lightning fast speed.
Ten robust men were escorting a handsome, young master.
This young n.o.ble’s gaze never left Red Silk. His eyes were s.h.i.+ning with a peculiar l.u.s.ter.
He Yiming’s brows slightly creased, feeling a premonition of the impending trouble.
Although he was not afraid of trouble, he would rather not have it. If possible, he wouldn’t want a conflict with the counterpart.
“Fan Seventh , what’s happening? Who is this?” The young master raised the whip in his hand and asked while pointing it towards He Yiming.
That middle-aged man faintly bowed on the horseback and said, “Second young master, we were setting the camp when this Mr. came from the rear side. Therefore, we approached him for an interrogation.”
“What did you find out?” The young master’s eyes faintly s.h.i.+ned as he asked.
Fan Seventh faintly shook his head and said, “Second young master, this Mr. is merely a traveller pa.s.sing through here.” After saying these words, he turned towards He Yiming, “Friend, this is the second master of Fan Vastmoon of the Golden Forest’s Fan family. You still haven’t paid your respects.”
He Yiming was quite amazed inwardly. He astoundedly glanced at the seventh uncle. This middle-aged man seemed to be covering up for him and had even pointed out their ident.i.ty. Although he didn’t know the strength of this Fan family, this was nevertheless a good will. He’d no connection with this person whatsoever. As such, what was the reason for this action?
One of the individuals beside Fang Vastmoon suddenly threw a few measuring glances at He Yiming, then muttered a few words in the fo
rmer’s ear.
After hearing attendant’s words, Fang Vastmoon’s eyes s.h.i.+ned, “Fan Seventh, this person has actually come from that road. Why didn’t you say so?”
He Yiming then remembered that the attendant beside Fan Vastmoon was actually one of those riders.