Bai Xifeng casually pointed toward the dead attackers lying nearby.
"Look at them carefully. Their clothes are clean, well-tailored, and properly maintained. Their weapons and armour are also in top-tier condition. They certainly don't look like desperate, impoverished people who spend their lives hiding out in the rugged mountains robbing random travellers." Bai Xifeng paused briefly, her dark eyes flashing with sharp intelligence, before continuing. Her eyes narrowed slightly as she observed the scene. "They move and dress much more like a disciplined mercenary group. Or perhaps... a hired group of ruthless mercenaries who were specifically commissioned by someone to deal with you and your family right here tonight."
Zhang Zhenyu fell completely silent, his heart sinking. The more he carefully pondered Bai Xifeng's sharp analysis, the more overwhelmingly reasonable and frightening it sounded.
