Eldest Young Master Zhang read the message and timidly asked, "Th-this message—when did it arrive? Did anyone see it?"
But after asking, he looked around, and no one answered. Everyone else was trembling, looking ready to break down at any moment.
Eldest Young Master Zhang suddenly grew afraid, too. He asked anxiously, "Jiao Dabiao, what should we do?"
Jiao Dabiao was scared as well. He had, after all, killed people before. But once his fear passed, his ferocious nature flared up again.
He glared at King Yama's Post and ground his teeth. "Since they've found our hideout, I'll call all one thousand of my men here. Let's see whether the legendary assassins of King Yama Hall really aren't afraid to die!"
Hearing this, Eldest Young Master Zhang felt more confident. In this easily defended, hard-to-attack stronghold, one thousand men armed with steel blades and powerful crossbows meant that three to five thousand attackers wouldn't be enough to storm it.
If King Yama Hall had that many people, they couldn't possibly have slipped past the scouts at the foot of the mountain. They could always retreat later.
So Jiao Dabiao quickly gathered his men. He abandoned the other four hideouts and summoned everyone to hold this one at all costs.
The other four captains were somewhat puzzled, but still did as they were told. It was only after bringing their men and making preparations that they learned what had happened.
And so, what had originally been two hundred people anxiously waiting became a thousand people waiting in dread.
As for running away, they were all afraid of being caught alone!
As the night wore on, midnight finally arrived, but the legendary bandits still hadn't appeared.
Just as the deadline was about to pass, Eldest Young Master Zhang asked in confusion, "Why