Bang!
This bandit had just sent out the signal when a figure suddenly flashed past. Then came a bang, and the bandit fell at the sound.
The bandits who had just come out saw someone attacking their stockade and hurriedly charged toward Zhao Shanshan and Mu Qingling.
Unfortunately, before they could even figure out what was happening, they were knocked unconscious one after another. Meanwhile, at the very center of Shangfang Mountain stood a building unlike any other.
The others were merely crude houses built from wooden planks, but this one was a palace constructed from nebula stone—the residence of the stockade's Big Boss.
Inside one of the palace rooms, a middle-aged man was working hard at plowing the fields. The woman beneath him remained completely still, as though asleep—or as though she had resigned herself to her fate.
Just as the middle-aged man sped up and was about to finish, a piercing alarm suddenly sounded. His body involuntarily trembled, and then he collapsed as though every ounce of strength had drained from him.
"Damn it, which turtle's bastard son is ruining my good time again? I'll chop you into eight pieces!"
The middle-aged man cursed as he got up, dressed, and headed out of the room. He had not been about to finish so quickly, but the sudden alarm had scared it right out of him.
The middle-aged man was the stockade's Big Boss. No one knew his name; everyone simply called him Big Boss.
Just as Big Boss opened the door, a figure suddenly appeared in the doorway, startling both of them at once.
"Big Boss, this is bad! Two experts have stormed our stockade. Many brothers have already been killed. We are no match for those two!"
"I'm perfectly fine! Are you all trash? So many of