A thousand paces from the convoy, a white-haired man in the bandit army watched the marriage-alliance procession with an indifferent gaze.
His face was etched with hardship. A leather eyepatch covered his right eye, and a deep scar ran across his left cheek.
The looks the surrounding bandits cast at him were filled with awe and fear.
For this white-haired man was the chief leader of the White Wolf Bandits—their strongest expert, known as "White Wolf."
No one knew White Wolf's true identity. But ever since he had taken command of the White Wolf Bandits, the strength of this bandit gang had swelled rapidly, and it had soon become the overlord of the West Sea Great Grassland.
Those who had dared oppose White Wolf had long since been buried beneath the turf!
Thus, when White Wolf issued the summons, every bandit who received the order hurried over to gather, ready to pull off a massive score!
"Big Brother, I heard Princess Qingyun possesses beauty that could topple kingdoms, with the bearing of a phoenix destined to rule the world."
A fierce-looking bandit beside him leaned closer and lowered his voice. "Rather than letting the Third Prince have her, why not you..."
Before he could finish, White Wolf's icy stare frightened him into drawing back his head.
White Wolf said flatly, "Third, remember this. We came here to build our strength, to carve out a grand dominion. Don't spend so long being bandits that you truly start thinking of yourselves as thieves!"
Before White Wolf, this vicious-looking bandit was as docile as a lamb. He nodded frantically. "Yes, I... Fuck!"
He suddenly cursed because he saw the bandits who had just been sent out lying brutally dead.
He flew into a rage at once!
White Wolf's expression also changed, his gaze