She Came to Heal, Stayed to Conquer

"Yes!"

Mr. Meng straightened his chest, accepted the order, and quickly turned to the stable to lead the horse.

Han Lei said no more, turning to instruct Ping Chuan.

"Ping Chuan, time waits for no one. Quickly go prepare, we must immediately head to Yong’an City to find Zhao Zun!"

"Yes! I obey the order."

Ping Chuan nodded excitedly in agreement, running to his room, while Han Lei hurried to Zhao Ling’er’s room.

Soon, Ping Chuan and Han Lei returned to the spacious courtyard.

The dim lantern light scattered on the bluestone slabs, reflecting their resolute figures.

Ping Chuan donned the battle armor that shone with a cold luster once more, while Han Lei changed into a camouflage combat uniform, with paint already applied to her face.

They met in the garden, exchanging smiles.

The old lady and Zhao Ling’er, along with the servants in the courtyard, stared wide-eyed at Han Lei as if seeing her for the first time.

Donning military attire, Han Lei’s temperament altered drastically. Her usual charming sweetness was instantly replaced by an indescribable valor and decisiveness.

After instructing Zhao Ling’er to remember to settle Ms. Li and the fifteen, Han Lei said no more, and stepped with Ping Chuan towards the gate.

Under the shocked gazes of the crowd, Han Lei purchased a fully fueled sidecar motorcycle from the system and placed it on the empty space by the door.

This was Canzhou, where Zhao Zun was the king. Therefore, Han Lei did not plan to conceal it any longer, boldly taking it out.

The distance to Yong’an City was at least six to seven hundred kilometers. In ancient times, the roads were rugged and bumpy, some places narrow and difficult to traverse; riding a motorcycle was much faster than an ambulance.

And to ensure a more comfortable long ride for Ping Chuan, Han Lei’s first choice was a sidecar motorcycle.

Though it was already deep into the night, the lantern hanging on the courtyard gate illuminated enough for everyone to see clearly, that an inexplicable iron-made sidecar had appeared on the empty ground at the gate.

They didn’t know what it was, but it didn’t stop their eyes from widening a few degrees more.

The expressions of the crowd couldn’t be described with mere disbelief; it was shock compounded with awe.

Tan Tou swallowed hard, unable to resist stepping forward to touch the exquisite body of the sidecar.

At this moment, the scenes Xiao Zhengfei boasted about finally materialized, but he still could not imagine just how formidable Han Lei was.

"Tan Tou, step aside. We’ll let you touch it enough when we return."

Han Lei swiftly pushed away Tan Tou’s hand, then pointed to the sidecar beside the motorcycle.

"Ping Chuan, get in the car."

"Eh! Alright!"

Ping Chuan took a stride into the sidecar, his face glowing with excitement. He even proudly raised his chin towards Tan Tou, causing Tan Tou to roll his eyes at him.

Han Lei tightened her leather gloves and simultaneously mounted the motorcycle. At the moment she donned the helmet, her gaze was firm and resolute.

Ordered by Han Lei to guide the way, amid the astonished and worried gazes of everyone, the two of them rode the motorcycle, disappearing into the dust...

......I am the lazy dividing line......

The dawn broke faintly, and the ancient city walls emerged hazily from the mist.

Yong’an City, this ancient frontier fortress, was now shrouded in an atmosphere of tension and solemnity.

Tattered battle flags fluttered on the war-scarred walls, flapping in the wind, as if telling of the looming storm.

Beneath the walls, the figures of Yong’an City’s soldiers busily flitted about incessantly, honing weapons or reinforcing defenses, with seriousness and determination etched on every face.

Amidst this busy and tense scene, a disordered sound of hooves approached from afar, with a particularly eye-catching figure in silver armor riding a warhorse suddenly appearing.

He was tall and imposing, with resolute features and sharp eyes in his deep gaze, it was none other than the once awe-inspiring Grand Marshal Zhao Zun.

However, at this moment, Zhao Zun did not appear as the Marshal but as the vanguard, coming to assist in the battle.

This news, like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, instantly stirred up a huge uproar in the military camp.

"Mr. Zhao! How can this be? How can you possibly act as the vanguard?"

A soldier who had followed Zhao Zun in many battles exclaimed in surprise, his eyes full of incredulity.

"Indeed, Mr. Zhao, you are our spiritual backbone, how can we let you go to the front line personally?" Another soldier echoed with a frown.

"Whose order is this anyway? It’s simply ridiculous!"

"It’s just outrageous."

...

Zhao Zun’s arrival seemed to ignite the anger and indignation in the soldiers’ hearts.