The situation changed again, and Chen Lin quickly retreated.
He could not tell whether he had been pulled here by the rules or by chance, so he dared not act rashly.
And this carriage was very likely the bandits' true target.
"I carved this mountain road!"
"I planted these roadside trees!"
"If you wish to pass this way!"
"Leave your toll and be on your way!"
Although the four bandits now exuded sinister evil qi, they still delivered their opening lines, and their reason returned.
This made Chen Lin lean even more toward He Chengfeng's analysis. The key to leaving should lie in those four lines, most likely in the word "toll."
"A toll? Certainly. How much?"
Just as Chen Lin reached that conclusion, a gentle voice came from inside the carriage. It was calm, seemingly unconcerned by the bandits.
The bandits were also taken aback. They had not expected such compliance and, for a moment, did not know how to respond.
Watching from a distance, Chen Lin's eyes flickered. It seemed this "toll" really was the key. He just did not know whether they wanted spirit stones, some special currency, or something else entirely.
The bandit chief finally recovered, then turned to his men and asked, "How much do you think would be appropriate?"
"Boss, we're here to abduct someone."
One of his men cautiously reminded him.
The bandit chief waved a hand dismissively. "We're not the ones who want to abduct him. Someone hired us to do it. What the hell do we need a person for? What we want is money!"
His subordinate did not quite agree. "But then we'll lose our reputation!"
"Reputation?"
The bandit chief glared at him and snarled, "I'm a fucking bandit! What the hell do I need a reputation for? Is there