Wu Xiaoliu was the worst-off bandit boss among the nearby mountains. Other bandits had wanted to recruit them, but Wu Xiaoliu was unwilling.
He wasn't attached to the position of boss; rather, he didn't want the men under him to taint their hands with blood. Once they did, there would truly be no turning back.
"While the weather is still decent, everyone hurry up and look around for some wild mountain fruits or something similar," Wu Xiaoliu instructed. "Just in case the news Lai San and the others received is wrong, we'll at least have a backup plan."
"Boss, what if Lai San and the others fell into a trap?" Lai Dafu asked, somewhat worried. As excited as he had been earlier, now that he had calmed down, he felt something was amiss.
"Don't worry!" Wu Xiaoliu said. "Lai San isn't as stupid as you think. Besides, Aunt Lai and her family live at the foot of the mountain. Without absolute certainty, his aunt wouldn't have called him down."
