"Old Marshal, be careful! This might be one of Han Sanhe's tricks!" Fu Baoguo's concern was evident in his shocked tone.
"There is nothing to worry about." Qiu Jianhan was unperturbed by the potential danger that lay before him.
With Bai Yixue and Fang Mofei as his personal bodyguards, there were not many men in this world who could lay a finger on him, especially when they had just met. A few teenagers would be of no concern at all.
Based on the current situation, the children had not truly tried to counter the attacks upon them and there was no indication that they were lying either.
Old Marshal Qiu was unlike the other veteran soldiers; what they considered as holes in their story were not holes, since real spies would have traded everything they had to conceal themselves properly. Why would they come together as a group of teenagers and bring along a dozen noble steeds? Even worse, why would they call out their targets' names? It was ridiculous.