Thud, thud, thud~
In the midst of the rolling yellow sand, dozens of bandits swarmed in.
They wielded sharp blades, shouting with glee, surrounding the caravan entirely.
A murderous intent began to envelop the area, and the faces of Ma Qian's caravan were filled with panic; some were so frightened their legs weakened.
Ma Qian tightly held his daughter's hand and said with some trepidation, "This is trouble, these bandits, any one of them has Yang Wheel Realm cultivation, and some I can't even see through."
"I hope they just take some goods and leave, without hurting anyone."
Though today's bandits have had connections with various cities, they are essentially bloodthirsty fiends, to whom killing a few dozen people is all too easy.
Inside the carriage, Chu Nan and Zhi Tianping were also scrutinizing the group of bandits.
Zhi Tianping glanced over the bandits and his gaze quickly fell on a leader-like person dressed in a yellow robe with a handsome face: "I know this person."
