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The old doctor listened to Bei Lin'er's question, pondered for a moment, and then slowly replied, "A year ago, something did happen here. At that time, a group of mysterious people came to this market, and their arrival attracted a lot of attention. One of them seemed to be a prominent nobleman, constantly surrounded by people. He even came to our Benevolent Pavilion seeking help because the nobleman appeared to be seriously ill."
The old doctor's words made Bei Lin'er's heart beat faster, and a glimmer of hope and anxiety flashed in her eyes. She urgently asked, "Where is that prominent nobleman living now? Is he still in the Mu Rong tribe?"
The old doctor shook his head uncertainly and said, "I'm not quite sure about the whereabouts of that nobleman. But as far as I know, after receiving treatment here for some time without any improvement, he left. However, before leaving, he mentioned wanting to visit a nearby village. Perhaps you can start looking for him there."
Upon hearing this, Bei Lin'er immediately felt a glimmer of hope. She turned to Peng Yizhi and the other senior brotherhood members, her eyes filled with determination, and said, "We need to go to that small village to investigate. Perhaps we will find more information about my father there."
Chen nodded in support, saying, "Senior Sister, we will always be with you and find your father together."
So, Bei Lin'er and her team thanked the old healer for his help and decided to set off for the small village at first light the next morning.
She silently prayed in her heart, hoping to find clues to her long-lost father there.
With the first light of dawn in the sky, Bei Lin'er and her team set out on the journey to the small village.
When they finally arrived at the the Murong clan, they found that the situation there was indeed as complex and dangerous as Taric had described.
In the tribe, there is a trading market between the Han people and the Huns, as well as various conflicts and struggles.
Bei Lin'er and her Senior Brotherhood cautiously enter the tribe, attempting to find any clues about her father. They inquire about news in the market and quietly observe the surroundings of the tribe.
Just when they were about to lose hope, an unexpected discovery reignited their hope.
In a remote corner, they found a group of soldiers wearing Later Yan military uniforms.
Bei Lin'er was filled with excitement and anticipation, knowing that she was getting closer to finding her father. She led the Senior brotherhood quietly closer to the group of soldiers.
When Bei Lin'er and her team quietly approached the group of soldiers wearing Later Yan military uniforms, she keenly noticed some unusual signs. As the distance gradually shortened, she gradually saw the faces of these soldiers and found that their facial features and temperament were very different from those of the Later Yan soldiers - these people were just disguised as fake soldiers.
This discovery set off alarm bells in Bei Lin'er's mind. She quickly signaled with her eyes for Peng Yizhi and the other Senior brotherhood members to temporarily retreat and not act rashly. The team tacitly moved to a dark corner and concealed themselves.
Bei Lin'er flashed a hint of contemplation in her eyes and whispered to Peng Yizhi, "These disguised soldiers may be related to my father's disappearance. We need to be careful and find the right time to reveal their true identities."
Peng Yizhi nodded in agreement. He replied softly, "We should observe for a while and find out their true purpose."
At that moment, one of the disguised soldiers seemed to notice something and began to look around. Bei Lin'er and the team quickly hid to avoid being discovered.
From their concealed position, the team patiently observed the group of disguised soldiers. Before long, they noticed that the soldiers had started to systematically move some boxes, seemingly engaged in some kind of secret transaction.
Bei Lin'er's eyes flashed with determination. She whispered to the person beside her, Chen, "We need to track them and see what's inside those boxes."
Chen nodded in understanding. Under Bei Lin'er's command, the team carefully tracked the group of disguised soldiers, making sure not to be discovered.
They followed the group of people through the market and arrived at a secluded warehouse. There, they witnessed a stunning scene - the boxes were filled with a large number of weapons and military supplies.
Bei Lin'er immediately realized that this transaction might be related to certain forces within the tribe, and these disguised soldiers were likely pawns in it.
She tightly gripped the sword hilt and whispered to Peng Yizhi, "We cannot let these weapons fall into the wrong hands. We must take action to stop this trade."
Peng Yizhi nodded in agreement. They decided to wait until the dead of night to quietly sabotage the trade and attempt to find more clues about Bei Lin'er's father.
Night falls, Bei Lin'er and her team hide in the darkness, preparing to take action.
This operation is not only to find clues about her father, but also to expose the conspiracy hidden within the tribe.
As the night deepened, Bei Lin'er and her team nervously lurked in the darkness near the warehouse. Her gaze was firm, adjusting her breathing to stay calm. Beside her, Peng Yizhi and Chen were also quietly communicating, confirming their respective action plans.
"Remember, our goal is to destroy these weapons and avoid direct conflict as much as possible," Bei Lin'er said in a low voice to the team members beside her.
"Understood, senior Bei Lin'er," Chen responded, determination shining in his eyes.
Suddenly, a burst of noise shattered the silence of the night, and the warehouse door was violently pushed open. The group of disguised soldiers, fully armed, vigilantly surveyed their surroundings.
"Someone's here, get ready to move!" Peng Yizhi whispered, as he and Chen quickly and quietly moved toward the back door of the warehouse.
Bei Lin'er, Li Lei, and several other senior brothers approached cautiously from the front. Every step they took was extremely light, ensuring that no sound was made.
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