"Another bunch of fools who didn't know their own limits." After dealing with the opponents, Mosang came over to Jie Ning and complained.
"Jie Ning, how many groups of bandits have we run into over these years?"
"They really are like weeds. You can kill them forever and still never finish."
Jie Ning shook his head. "We've been out here for so many years already."
"Ever since we left the Blade Army's sphere of influence, without the deterrence of the Blade Army's name, we've run into a group every now and then."
"You could say we encounter one at regular intervals. It's almost as frequent as our occasional meals and drinks. Who would bother keeping count?"
Mosang tossed a newly acquired Divine Spark in his hand and sighed as well. "True enough. At first, I was still somewhat interested in earning a little extra money by killing these guys."
"But now that we've earned money with nowhere to spend it, making this extra money has become pointless."
"Is that so?" Jie Ning glanced at Mosang. "Then why did I hear that you've been betting with some people on how long my next battle will take to end?"
Mosang's expression instantly turned miserable. "How did you find out? Now that you know, they'll suspect that I colluded with you."
Without changing expression, Jie Ning rattled off several names. "Tom, Jerry... Spike."
"They all came to see me, hoping I could do them a favor."
"They were willing to split half their winnings with me."
As name after name came from Jie Ning's mouth, Mosang's face grew darker and darker.
Jie Ning did not forget to add another blow. "Other than you, everyone else in your little betting pool came to see me."
"Oh, right. As for your earlier bets about me,