My World

Jiang Hao left the warehouse. When he reached the square, he found it even more chaotic than before. Some people had already collapsed onto the ground.

"What's wrong with me? Why does my whole body feel so weak? Have I been poisoned?"

"Someone save me!"

"Where's the doctor? Where's that doctor we captured?"

The entire bandit stronghold had descended into chaos. Jiang Hao heard someone say, "How could that doctor have time to care about us? I heard that Chief White Wolf and the other leaders have all fallen too. We may have all been poisoned."

"Is there anyone who hasn't been poisoned?"

"Yes. The men who stood watch last night are fine."

"Could there have been something wrong with the wine we drank?"

"Chief White Wolf guessed the same thing. It seems he already sent people to demand the antidote from that caravan."

The moment Jiang Hao heard this, he hurried back. When he entered the earthen house serving as the dungeon, he found sixty or seventy mounted bandits gathered there, led by one of their chiefs.

Jiang Hao quietly slipped into the crowd and stood at the back of the group. No one noticed him at all.

"Boss, I just went down into the dungeon and found that the caravan people had already left their cells, so we retreated," someone reported.

The chief said, "Damn it. Those people must be plotting something. They must have poisoned the wine, otherwise they couldn't have drugged everyone. Now that they're out of their cells, we have to force the antidote out of them."

"Boss, I'll lead a team in and kill them. They're empty-handed. One charge will be enough to take them down."

"Fine. Take your own team inside. Anyone who resists, kill them. Oh, don't kill the women," the chief