Springtime Farming: A Happy Wife At Home
Chapter 1896

Chapter 1896: Can’t Leave the City Chapter 1896: Can’t Leave the City Editor: Henyee Translations The common folk harbored a natural fear of mountain bandits, but seeing their weakness firsthand, they appeared more akin to street rats, cowering from the authorities.

With the allure of ten taels of silver and the visible presence of patrols led by bailiffs, the once-feared bandits seemed less intimidating to the populace.

The tantalizing promise of ten taels of silver proved irresistible.

In less than half a day, three more mountain bandits fell into the clutches of officials and vigilant commoners, who left no stone unturned in their pursuit.

Remarkably, two of the captives were apprehended thanks to tips from the common folk.

News of these apprehensions swiftly spread throughout the city, further emboldening and energizing its inhabitants.

The mountain bandits, once perceived as formidable adversaries, now seemed decidedly less fearsome, mere mortals subject to capture like any other criminals.

Eager citizens scanned the streets vigilantly, some even forming groups to patrol and explore remote alleys in hopes of earning the coveted ten taels of silver.

The unexpected turn of events left Shao Yunduan and his cohorts in a state of disbelief, unsure whether to laugh or cry at the unforeseen outcome.

Meanwhile, in Fan Ruyin’s bedroom, the leader of the Tiger Head Tribe, Second-in-Charge Min, and two other key figures of the mountain stronghold remained concealed, their presence unbeknownst to anyone in the office.

In a corner of the room, Fan Ruyin trembled, her form huddled and bruised.

The four individuals present bore visible signs of injury; the leader of the Tiger Head Tribe sported a lengthy scar across his face, while another suffered from a sizable arm wound, hastily bandaged and stained with blood.

The remaining two, though their injuries remained obscured beneath their bloodied attire, emitted an aura of pain and distress.

The room reeked of blood mingled with the scent of incense wafting from the burner on the table, contributing to an atmosphere fraught with dread.

Fan Ruyin’s trembling wasn’t merely from fear; she had endured two slaps to her face and two to her body, yet she dared not cry out in pain or leave her corner.

She understood she was a target for their wrath, a punching bag for their frustrations.

Her realization of the dire consequences of her actions filled her with profound regret.

She had naively courted danger, now trapped in a situation from which escape seemed impossible.

Two days had elapsed, yet the city remained under stringent scrutiny.

Venturing beyond the confines of Fan Manor seemed an insurmountable risk, a luxury denied amidst the ongoing search.

Under Shao Yunduan’s rigorous surveillance, leaving the confines of Fan Manor would inevitably lead to discovery.

Despite their confidence in Fan Ruyin’s loyalty, the sense of entrapment gnawed at their nerves.

Unaware of the Tiger Head Tribe’s demise, they remained oblivious to their own imminent downfall.

Hang Xingshan’s chance discovery of a remote path leading to the rear of the Tiger Head Tribe provided a glimmer of hope.

Though treacherous and perilous, the path offered a potential means of escape.

Gathering their courage, the group of over 30 individuals embarked on a precarious journey, scaling the back mountains of the Tiger Head Tribe under the cover of twilight.

Their intrusion did not go unnoticed.

Sentry posts at the rear of the mountain detected their presence, but before any alarm could be raised, they met a swift demise at the hands of Hang Xingshan and his cohorts.

Under the cover of darkness, Hang Xingshan and his companions infiltrated the Tiger Head Tribe from the rear of the mountain, silently setting up an ambush.

In the dead of night, they stealthily advanced, swiftly dispatching any adversaries in their path while igniting fires to sow chaos within the tribe.

Seizing the opportunity amidst the turmoil, another member of the group donned the attire of the fallen bandits, seamlessly blending in with the ranks of the intermediate bandits.

Their guise allowed them to approach the front gate unhindered, facilitating its opening.

Observing the sudden eruption of flames from their vantage point several miles away, Sun Qian and his cohorts sprang into action.

Overcoming any opposition encountered along the way, they surged towards the Tiger Head Tribe, joining forces with Hang Xingshan and his team to eliminate the bandits.