"Let's all celebrate together, we've made quite a bit of progress, hahahaha!"
A group of horse bandits were escorting more than a dozen horse-drawn carriages, and behind them were many people with their wrists tied and being dragged behind the horses.
"You guys are back too? How was your harvest this time?"
"Not bad, huh? Two carts of medicinal herbs, fifteen carts of grain! And over a hundred people are mining! Hahahahaha!"
The scar-faced man riding on the horse laughed happily.
The village chief was a little surprised: "Oh? I didn't expect the harvest to be so small this time! Including these people, there are already three or four hundred people. This time I won't have to go out for at least three months."
"We have nothing to do anyway, so let's send all these people to the mountain." Scarface smiled wildly and ordered his men to tie up Tu Hai and the others.
"Wuwuwuwu... I want to go home! I want to go home! Let me go!"
The scar-faced man on the horse was struggling non-stop, howling and kicking with his hands and feet.
Scarface's forehead was bulging with veins: "Behave yourself! If you make trouble again, I'll send you straight to hell!"
"Wow wow wow!!! I don't want to be a monk in the mountains, send me home!!!"
"When you get to the mountain, go and mine! You still want to be a monk and enjoy life? You wish!" Scarface said viciously.
The boy seemed stunned. "Mining? You want me to go mining? I used to have six people wait on me for meals, and you want me to go mining?"
Scarface smiled maliciously, "I like young masters like you to go mining. You only get one meal a day, and you can't sleep if you don't dig enough. After a month, you'll be half-human, half-ghost. Do you think you can still be so arrogant?"
The boy howled even more miserably.
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