If they really encountered that group of ruthless bandits, they would probably all die at their hands.

"What...what should we do? Should we hide in the mountains together?!" Wang Dazhu said in a panic.

"No way!" someone immediately objected. "Don't forget those bandits came down from the mountain. If we run up there, aren't we just delivering ourselves to them?"

"Are we just going to sit here and wait to die?" Wang Dazhu wasn't the only one who was afraid.

Then some people turned their attention to Lin Weiming.

He is the village's most frequent hunter, tall and strong, and today he even showed off his skills.

Whether staying in the village or fleeing elsewhere, having him to protect you makes you feel much safer, no matter where you are.

He suddenly became the focus of the entire village. Lin Weiming was also deep in thought. Seeing the gazes cast upon him, he pondered for a moment and then said, "It's already late today. Even if we were to run, we couldn't possibly run at night. I'm thinking of asking those three bandits tomorrow to see if we can get any information out of them."

“If the bandits aren’t too many, we’ll just guard our own homes! This is our village. We’ve worked so hard to build our houses and farm our land. Why should they just ruin it for us?” Lin Weiming clenched his fist and pounded the ground.

"Yes!"

This immediately ignited the anger of the entire village, who chimed in, "That's right, this is our village. Our ancestors have lived here for generations. Why should we give up such a good place to them? Other places are suffering from severe drought, but our village can still grow crops. This is enough to show that it is blessed by our ancestors and by God. How can we give up this place?"