Chapter 88: Chapter 88 Robbery Chapter 88: Chapter 88 Robbery Bai Junjun had soon merged with the people who were rushing back.

At that time, Qiu Da was protecting his wife while holding Xiao Shan, and Old Uncle Qiu was hugging Bai Lingyu as they also rushed back.

On the other hand, Qiu Er and Qiu San were nowhere to be seen.

Old Uncle Qiu was already anxious, and seeing Bai Junjun running over, he became even more worried.

“Why did you come here? It’s dangerous up ahead—quick, run back!”

“Everyone stop, if anyone moves I’ll shoot!”

Just as everyone was panicking, a rough voice rose from the periphery.

Then two arrow feathers shot straight through the hearts of those still frantically running, the blood even splattering onto Bai Junjun’s face.

However, it was precisely these two wildly flying arrow feathers that abruptly silenced the previously panicking crowd.

Everyone turned back in unison to see a troop slowly approaching from the dark depths of the jungle.

The man at the forefront was fiercely menacing, his face laced with cheap flesh, limbs strong and stout, appearing particularly conspicuous in these chaotic times—it took a non-starving man to maintain such a robust and healthy figure.

He had a large saber slung over his shoulder, looking fiercely vicious—as if he weren’t a man from the Itinerant World but rather an executioner from a market slaughterhouse.

His saber looked as if it had been ripped off a butcher’s block, full of malevolence.

Following this big brother, there was a row of archers, each with their quivers brimming full, unlike Bai Junjun’s which held a meager five bows and arrows.

There was no helping it, iron was expensive, and there were limitations on weapons purchases for ordinary folks—five arrows per person was already the limit.

The fact that these bandits had so many weapons showed just how many battles they had experienced.

“Who would’ve thought, in this day and age, that there would still be such a large refugee group like this,” the fat executioner spoke with a sinister tone.

And standing by his side was someone who looked like a strategist or an Uncle Master, his face sharp and monkey-like, arrogantly speaking on behalf of the executioner.

“I planted the tree; I paved the road; if you wish to pass, leave a road toll behind,” he recited an old cliché, kicking off the start of the negotiations.

“This territory belongs to Mighty Hall, and anyone passing through here—even birds flying over—must shed a feather, let alone living people. Today, our Eldest Master is in a good mood, so we don’t want your food. Hand over any usable weapons, and we might spare your lives.”

With the refugees starving, what could they possibly have to eat? At most, they could only pick wild vegetables and herbs along the way. The bandits who had secluded themselves in the mountains for years likely weren’t in want of food, so they were more interested in the fugitives’ weapons for self-defense.

No sooner had he finished speaking than many sets of eyes turned toward the Qiu family members carrying bows and arrows, while the Mighty Hall’s Eldest Master looked directly at the horse carriage not far away.

“The child on the horse carriage, bring your family’s carriage over here,” he said leisurely.

It was obvious he had taken a fancy to the luxury carriage.

“Never thought we’d come across such a grand carriage these days! That’s a fine horse for sure,” chimed in the Second Master, flattering in time, “Hey kid, I’ll count to ten, and if you don’t bring the carriage over by then, don’t blame me for not being polite.”

At that time, Rabbit had been very angry ever since it blocked those three flaming arrows.

After all, their boss was sitting inside the carriage, and if something happened to him, these people wouldn’t be able to compensate with a hundred deaths.

Yet now, these people had not only disturbed his boss but also wanted to claim the carriage for themselves?

Did they not realize that his boss was frail and could not be separated from the carriage?

What kind of people were they?

Just as Rabbit was pretending to be deaf and ignoring them, suddenly Li Wenli’s voice emerged from the carriage.

“Listen to him and bring the carriage over,” she said.