"That's the Sacrificial Corpse Platform..."
Luo Tianhe immediately understood. He couldn't think of anything else that could have been taken from the Third Young Master's courtyard at a time like this. More importantly, their mission wasn't over yet. They still needed the Sacrificial Corpse Platform to suppress the Vengeful Infants.
There were so many bandits there, not to mention the Third Young Master's men. A handful of them probably wouldn't be enough. Jiang Cheng therefore told Laifu to rally everyone they could. As the saying went, a generous reward would bring forth brave men. Soon, they had assembled a death squad. Armed with clubs and the weapons the bandits had left behind, the group charged toward the Third Young Master's courtyard in a great throng.
The two sides clashed as soon as they met. The bandits were even tougher than expected. In the space of a few blinks, several people had already been cut down and lay in pools of blood. Knowing that the best way to capture the bandits was to seize their leader, the Fatty charged straight at the bandit chief, who was directing the fight from the rear. Anyone who tried to stop him was tied up by Jiang Cheng and Yao Shunyu, leaving them unable to break free.
The bandit chief was a burly, bald man with a gloomy expression. He was notorious for his erratic ways and ruthless nature. It was said that before joining the bandits, he had served as a guard monk at Shaolin Temple. His Golden Bell Cover was so formidable that blades and spears could not pierce him, earning him the nickname King Yama.
Judging by their builds alone, King Yama and the Fatty were evenly matched. But when it came to combat experience, King Yama believed himself far superior to