"Simply too weak..."
Su Mu frowned. Zhao Xuan's strength was even weaker than he had imagined, actually failing to withstand a single punch of his.
Yet this time was not without gains.
Su Mu had acquired a rough understanding of the might of his spear technique, realizing ordinary Bone Forging Realm practitioners could not withstand his long spear. If the shaft were replaced with one forged from metal, he would even have the confidence to suppress and beat Zhao Xuan to death.
An inch longer, an inch stronger.
The long spear truly deserves to be the king of all weapons!
Muttering inwardly, Su Mu began stripping the three corpses of their belongings. The two men he had stabbed to death yielded a few silver notes, totaling around one hundred and sixty-some taels of silver.
It was roughly enough to buy two boxes of Bone Forging Ointment.
"Killing and arson bring golden belts... Killing really is the fastest way to make money."
The ill-gotten gains on vicious bandits were things Su Mu felt no psychological burden about taking. After looting the bandits, he retrieved his long spear and searched Zhao Xuan's corpse.
Yet after thoroughly patting him down up and down, he merely fished out a single fifty-tael silver note, finding nothing else besides that.
Su Mu could not help furrowing his brow. Was this Zhao Xuan actually poorer than his subordinates?
With no other choice, Su Mu quite helplessly sliced off Zhao Xuan's head with his saber, tore off a piece of clothing from one of the men to wrap it up, tucked it at his waist, and then spoke calmly.
"Since you are awake, open your eyes then."
Hearing this, the Yan Family Woman, whose face was pale and who was bound to a pillar, shuddered all over and