The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 963: Losing One or Two

Chapter 963: Chapter 963: Losing One or Two

"You, with the surname Mo, whose side are you really on?" Sui Zilin, upon hearing Commander Mo’s words, was immediately infuriated.

Calling out ’Prince Mo, Prince Mo,’ as if he had forgotten that Sui Zimo in Wei State was nothing now? To undermine him like this and raise Sui Zimo so high—what was the meaning of this!

"Your Highness Prince Lin..."

Commander Mo felt somewhat speechless within, his gaze filled with helplessness as he looked at Sui Zilin.

Was this the time to discuss whose side he was on? If they kept going in circles here and couldn’t get out, they would all starve to death in this place. Of course, he would side with anyone who could lead them out of this predicament.

"Your Highness Prince Lin, right now only Prince Mo and the young lady can lead us out. At this moment, it’s not appropriate for us to argue with them. Everything else can wait until after we have safely left this accursed place, can it not?"

He lowered his voice as he spoke to Sui Zilin.

"You—"

Sui Zilin, naturally, was still not convinced in his heart.

But considering that what Commander Mo said was indeed true, and if it weren’t for Prince Mo and that female healer, whether they could even get out was uncertain.

If they truly irritated those two and were then abandoned by them, left with no food, they would either starve to death on White Blind Mountain amidst the demons or be devoured by the demons, not even leaving behind bone scraps.

"Fine, Zimo, you certainly have the guts, I shall endure you for the time being," he took a deep breath and glared at Ya Molian fiercely as he spoke.

"You’ve really got quite the temper!"

Upon hearing his words, Lin Caisang cursed and kicked Sui Zilin over with a raise of her foot.

But this time she had somehow shown restraint. Sui Zilin was not kicked into the air but merely fell to the ground, nearly shattering his own behind.

"You, you..."

Sui Zilin, with one hand covering his behind, raised the other to point at Lin Caisang.

"If you dare try that with me again, see if I don’t chop off that hand of yours!" Lin Caisang stepped forward and threatened.

She had never seen someone so thick-faced as to think they were something after being rescued—how thick did Sui Zilin’s skin have to be, to not be afraid they might accidentally leave him behind?

"Sui Zilin, His Highness Prince Lin of Wei State, I’m not a nice person. If something ’accidentally’ happens in the next few days and you’re left on White Blind Mountain, don’t blame me. After all, I have so many people following me, losing one or two would be normal!"

"You..."

Sui Zilin frightenedly retracted his hand immediately.

This Lin Caisang was truly someone who meant what she said; he better not fight with her now and wait until they were out of this damned White Blind Mountain.

"I, I will not stoop to your level," he said.

Hearing that, Lin Caisang rolled her eyes.

Wasn’t she the one not stooping to the level of someone who appeared to be lacking a few brain cells? And yet he thought it was her fault?

"Your Highness Prince Lin, please get up first," said Commander Mo as he helped the man to his feet, then arranged for the guards to take him to sit somewhere not too far away. He himself turned to Lin Caisang and Ya Molian with a smile plastered across his face.

"Prince Mo, young lady, His Highness Prince Lin has probably been trapped on White Blind Mountain for too long, and his mood isn’t very good. I beg you both not to take offense, and when we return to Wei State, I will personally report everything to the emperor, ensuring that you both will suffer no grievances," he said.