To him, the caravan led by several Yang Wheel Martial Artists was no different from ants.
"Given a chance to live, you dare resist? In that case, you'll all serve as my blood sacrifice materials."
"Everyone, listen up. Suppress them immediately, but do not take their lives. I want to take them away for a full blood sacrifice!"
Upon hearing Mo Feng's order, the bandits immediately roared and charged towards Ma Qian.
Inside the carriage, Chu Nan frowned slightly at the scene before him and slowly said, "These bandits led by Mo Feng look disorganized, yet when they actually fight, they're very orderly and coordinated."
"It seems not only is Mo Feng himself not a bandit, but even his men are disguised guards from the city."
Zhi Tianping slowly nodded, showing no doubt in Chu Nan's assessment.
Anyone with a bit of experience can judge their origin just by seeing them in action.
