Upon hearing Feng Jun's question, the idle man's face showed a troubled expression, "Well… the Scattered Cultivation Alliance forbids us from saying anything."
"How much longer are you going to fool me for? Do you think I'm that gullible?" Feng Jun sneered, suddenly drawing a dagger, "Do you want to put on your boots again, huh?"
The idle man's courage wasn't really that great; even the bit of roguish demeanor was just an act to protect himself. Otherwise, at the mid-stage of Qi Refinement, he shouldn't be this scared. Seeing the opponent draw a dagger to chop off his feet, he got anxious, "No, no, can't I just tell you?"
He had been instructed not to reveal anything to the outside, but encountering robbers was a common occurrence around the market towns. People only rob without hurting; he'd consider himself fortunate for that.
The other party wanted to figure out if they could continue robbing nearby, which was normal—flow bandits, right?
