"Hmph! You always say that, and what you send is never good!" The man in his forties, with his hands behind his back, shook his head, deliberately slowed down his pace, and staggered with every step, like a fat rich man who ran out for a walk after eating and drinking, and walked up to the ragged 'former bandits' with a few young men.

"Hmm!" The man frowned in disgust and shook his head, "What's that smell? Humph!"

He looked at the ragged bandits, the black and yellow dirt on their bodies, and the wounded lying on the carts with blood scabs all over their bodies. He pinched his fingers and gestured to the crowd, saying calmly: "I'll count your able-bodied men as 250, women as 300, children who eat idle meals as 370, and two hundred old men waiting to die... These two hundred old men are given away for free."

Chu Tian blinked his eyes, not being able to figure out the math.

Two hundred and fifty able-bodied men? Three hundred able-bodied women? Three hundred and seventy children? Two hundred old men? This estimate means that the population is more than a thousand people, but this village has only more than five hundred but less than six hundred people at most!

Several knights bowed to the man repeatedly with smiles on their faces and thanked him profusely.

The man laughed a few times, pointed at the burly knight in the lead, and said softly: "This is for your cousin's sake... Hey, he's pretty good. Last month, he had already refined some 'bone strengthening soup', which was very popular with the elders in the sect."

With a wave of his hand, the man winked at the young men behind him.

A young man patted the colorful leather bag at his waist and took out a hide purse the size of a human head.

After shaking the animal-skin purse vigorously, the young man threw the bag to the burly knight.

The burly knight untied the rope on the leather bag, took a quick look inside the purse, and nodded to the man with a smile on his face: "Okay! Thank you for your help... Hey, in a few days, when my cousin comes home to visit his family, I will definitely tell him about your good deeds!"

The man smiled with satisfaction, and both sides laughed knowingly. The burly knight swung a thin whip in his hand and whipped a bandit fiercely: "You damn death row prisoners, hehe, you are bandits, robbing people on the road, and harming innocent people. You should all die! However, I am kind-hearted and can't bear to see you get your heads chopped off, so I found you a good life with food and drink for the rest of your life!"

The burly knight pointed at the light-hearted man and said with a smile: "Follow Manager Fang. Hehe, your good days are coming!"

The officers and soldiers around them, as well as the civilians they brought with them, all laughed happily. The commander led them to break through the mountain stronghold and traffic people. The commander ate meat and they also had soup to drink.

These days, the world is not at peace, the times are bad, and the government officials are extremely poor.

The officials have no worries about food and drink, but the soldiers under them are all suffering. It is very good for them to have some soup to drink.

The 'former bandits' started to fight. Several of them who were not injured, strong and healthy, and obviously had no family to support them, glanced around furtively, as if they were looking for an opportunity to escape.

Manager Fang laughed, took a deep breath, and his right hand suddenly expanded to a foot square, his palm turned dark blue, and emitted a strong and pungent herbal smell. He waved his hand, and with a "wu" sound, a palm print of two feet square turquoise smoke flew out of his hand and hit heavily on a tree in the forest across the road that was so thick that two people could hug it.

With a loud 'bang', the tree shook violently, and a hole as big as a water tank appeared on the trunk.

Wood chips flew everywhere, and the damp sawdust sprayed all over the dozen or so bandits who were close by. The sawdust, which contained great force, hit the bandits so hard that red scratches appeared on their skin. Some of the scratches tore the skin, and fine blood particles seeped out.

The bandits were stunned.

What a 'terrible' power this is!

They were just a group of ordinary bandits who were relatively strong and fierce by nature... and in Chu Tian's opinion, they were not even qualified to be bandits, they were complete amateurs. Their strength, equipment, and technical means were a complete insult to the profession of 'bandits and gangsters'!

With just this group of people, have they ever seen the 'terrifying' power of Manager Fang that is 'supernormal' and 'sagely'?

The bandits who originally wanted to escape all became quiet. With grim faces, they followed a few men in blue, lifeless and slow as zombies, towards the sandy road in the shade of the trees.

The future is unpredictable!

What made the bandits even more angry was that all the wounded, including Chu Tian, ​​were pushed down roughly by the officers and soldiers.

Chu Tian and the wounded were lying on the ground, unable to move. The officers and soldiers happily threw the poultry they had robbed onto the cart, tied the large animals to the frame, drove the cart and sang songs, just like a group of old farmers returning home from the market, and happily returned along the same way they came.

"The car of our village!" The young man who picked up Chu Tian and brought him back to the village muttered in tears.

"It's my car now!" The burly knight whipped the young man hard and kicked him. Then he exchanged a few words with Manager Fang, jumped on his mount happily and rode away with the money bag.

Several knights sang cheerful war songs as they walked away. Butler Fang pointed at Chu Tian and the others on the ground and snorted, "Don't just go by yourself. Take these guys with you! We bought all of them with money! Although money is worthless in the secular world... We are short of medicine slaves now, don't waste any of them!"

Several men in blue shouted loudly, and the bandits who were able to move slowly bent down, slowly supported their injured companions, slowly straightened their bodies, and slowly walked into the dirt road step by step.

After being whipped, the boy's eyes were red and he was about to cry. He whimpered a few times, called a friend over, and helped Chu Tian up with difficulty.

With a little help from the two little guys, Chu Tian walked towards the endless sandy road in the forest step by step with heavy steps.

After all the bandits had walked into the dimly lit sandy road, Chu Tian looked back and saw the light and shadow changing. Behind them was still a forest covered with thorns, almost impenetrable, where even small mountain mice could not pass through. The exit of the road was gone.

Although his magical powers were frozen, Chu Tian's eyesight was still there.

He snorted coldly and muttered to himself, "The crudest Five Elements Maze Formation... even cruder than the Five Elements Maze Formation in the Sky Land World. The details are different, but the level is just like that."

The power behind Manager Fang appears to be just a small, insignificant sect.

But, a drug slave?

Chu Tian pondered for a while, and finally shook his head helplessly.

There was nothing he could do now. He might as well make the best of it and rest here for a while to see if he could recover a little bit of his magic power.

As long as he recovered a little bit of his magic power, with Chu Tian's realm and cultivation, even someone who was a hundred or a thousand times stronger than the steward could be scared to death with just a breath!

Drug slave?

You’d better not do anything weird to Chu Tian, ​​otherwise... hehe!