He had read in biographies before that mountain bandits were incredibly vicious. Not only would they rob people of their goods, but they would also take lives. However, the people standing in front of him were worse off than the beggars in Shangjing.
Never mind the fact that their clothes were covered in patches, they were practically just skin and bones. Looking at whatever it was on their feet, they seemed to be shoes woven from straw. Dressing like this, they actually dared to call themselves mountain bandits? Were they sure they could successfully rob anyone in this state?
Gu Benluo's scrutinizing gaze was a bit too intense, making Yu Laoda and his group uncomfortable.
"Did you forget something in the village? If you aren't in a hurry, we can bring it over for you when we come to sell our goods tomorrow," Yu Laoda said, trying his best to keep his tone steady. If this had been the day before yesterday, he probably wouldn't have even had the courage to face so many noblemen.
