Chapter 279: Encountering Bandits_1

The stagecoach raced on, gradually moving away from the bustling city, towards the rural countryside.

The sky slowly darkened, as if it was blanketed by dark clouds.

Without seeing the sun, it was hard to tell the time, but with this kind of weather, it felt like dusk was approaching.

Driving the stagecoach, Jiang Sanlang felt that something was not right the further they went.

On this official road during the New Year's season, it was impossible for them to travel half a day and not meet a single person.

But turning back now wouldn't be right either.

"Erquan, have your machete ready and tell your siblings not to draw the carriage curtains," Jiang Sanlang said.

Ahead was a hilly path, where the stagecoach had to slow down each time, sometimes even needing to disembark and push to make it uphill.

Hearing what his third uncle said, Jiang Quan instantly turned alert and swiftly pulled out a machete from underneath his carriage.