The bandit leader at the front immediately put on a righteous, indignant expression and shouted, "We have never met you before; we bear no grudge from the past and no enmity from recent days. Why are you playing tricks and toying with us brothers?"
Chen Xiaofan had no intention of answering. At that moment, he was pondering how to properly toy with this group. These bandits looked fierce on the surface, but they were actually afraid of ghosts and monsters. They must have committed plenty of evil deeds in their daily lives to be so guilty and terrified now!
Chen Xiaofan then began imitating a zombie. He held both arms straight out before his chest and hopped toward the bandits.
The most cowardly bandit saw this and was instantly so frightened that his soul seemed to fly out of his body. He completely lost his bearings and could no longer care about anything else. In his panic, he turned without hesitation and fled back the way he had come.
Another bandit was equally terrified at the sight. He hurriedly shouted, "Wait for me!" Before his voice had even faded, he ran after him.
In the blink of an eye, only the bandit leader remained. He cursed inwardly, Those two greedy, cowardly bastards! They ran without even figuring out what was going on, utterly disregarding my safety. Damn them!
He thought to himself that no matter who was waiting ahead, he had no way of knowing the other party's true intentions or actual cultivation. The enemy was hidden while he was exposed. If he rashly made a move and encountered someone as powerful as Chen Xiaofan again, he would surely fall into a state of eternal damnation.
With that thought, he could only flee in disgrace after the other two, racing