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The four bandits appeared again, with the same actions and the same words.

Chen Lin watched the four with interest, observing them carefully.

There was no difference from before.

The people he had clearly killed with his own hands had appeared again. It felt as though the scene in a game had been reset, which was exceedingly bizarre.

"What are you robbing?"

Chen Lin asked without expression.

"People! Huh? No, you're not him!"

The short-haired bandit chief raised his Ghost Head Saber and was just about to charge forward when he suddenly revealed a puzzled look. He stopped and began sizing up the three of them from head to toe.

The situation had changed, and Chen Lin looked thoughtful.

It seemed this place was not completely predetermined. These people possessed their own minds and could alter the development of the plot to a certain extent.

With that thought, he continued probing. "Since you've mistaken us, then please step aside."

"Step aside?"

The bandit chief's eyes widened as he shouted furiously, "No one has ever dared tell this Great King to step aside! Seize him and drag him back to be the wife of our bandit stronghold!"

With that, he charged forward, howling.

Chen Lin sighed. He had wanted to probe for more information, but he had not expected these fellows to be so impulsive, attacking at the slightest disagreement.

Left with no choice, he could only cast Fire Dragon Spell, planning to burn this bandit chief to death first, then see whether he could interrogate something useful from the other three bandits.

Chen Lin immediately revealed a look of shock.

After the Fire Dragon Spell landed on the bandit chief, the other party acted as though he felt nothing at all. He continued charging toward Chen Lin, reaching him in