Xiao Xian was a Dou Emperor. Though he did not yet know how powerful the experts of this world were, none of them could possibly be stronger than a Dou Emperor. After all, this was a martial arts world. Even if it was a world formed from the fusion of countless novels, its overall power could not surpass the bounds of martial arts.
"Have you not gotten tired after following me for so long?" Xiao Xian walked into a dense forest, then turned and spoke toward the empty space behind him.
"Heh heh, I really don't know whether you're brave or stupid. You knew someone was following you, yet you still dared to come somewhere this remote. You must never have died before." More than a dozen figures leaped out from all directions in the previously empty forest. Each held a vicious weapon and stared at Xiao Xian with greedy eyes.
One of them, Scarface, was a burly, vicious-looking man with a face full of flesh. He spoke in a rough voice.
He bared his teeth, yellowed and blackened, and a foul stench rushed forth with every word, enough to make someone vomit up last night's meal.
The rest were no better. Every one of them was ugly and misshapen, their weapons a motley assortment. The energy fluctuations from their bodies were weak, clearly marking them as low-level nobodies.
"What have you been following me for so long for? Don't tell me you're trying to rob me?" Xiao Xian asked with a "terrified" expression.
"Gah gah! Kid, now you know fear? Let me tell you, it's too late. That's right, we're here to rob you. Hand over all the money on you, and if we're in a good mood, we might even leave you with an intact corpse. But if