Finesse her?

Qie Xieling expected drama in the near future but he didn't think for once it would be this intense. After travelling for an uneventful two days something finally happened. 

The misty hills stretched before their convoy as the made their ascent. The rhythmic clattering of hooves echoed through the tranquil forest, accompanied by the soft rustling of leaves stirred by the autumn breeze. 

As the convoy approached a bend in the road, their keen senses picked up on a faint sound of groaning. Bi Yize immediately ordered them to halt. His disciples vigilantly scanned the surroundings, their eyes darting in every direction, expecting an imminent attack.