"One hundred thousand catties."
"This Jiang Han is somewhat useful after all."
"Master, shall we send Jiang Han back?"
"I'll see for myself."
Saying this, Xiao Nanye rose from his chair. Jiang Han had already been brought to the camp entrance, and when he saw Xiao Nanye, his eyes were filled with hatred.
But Xiao Nanye ignored him and instead looked outside the camp entrance.
There were only twenty people who arrived, but behind them were three carriages full of food.
Seeing the supplies, Xiao Nanye gave Han Feng a nod.
Catching Xiao Nanye's signal, Han Feng swiftly cut the ropes binding Jiang Han's hands.
"Young prince?"
People from the Chujiang royal mansion, seeing this scene, hurriedly approached.
"Han Feng, have the men bring the food here."
"Yes."
As Han Feng moved forward with his men, those twenty people suddenly rolled up their sleeves, targeting Xiao Nanye.
"Master, watch out!"