Lin Yin cupped his hands toward Feng Xiaotian and said with admiration, "I didn't expect brother Xiaotian to be such a man of true feeling. I admire you, brother."
Feng Xiaotian wore a slightly awkward expression as he returned the salute in kind. "Brother Lin Yin flatters me."
Hiss—
The horses let out mournful cries.
Whoa—
The drivers' shouts to check their carriages rang out one after another, and at the same time, the loud laughter of strange men echoed around the entire convoy.
"Hahaha~"
Inside the carriage, Huo Lei's expression changed abruptly. "Not good! Something's wrong. Big brother Xiaotian, hurry to my sister's place."
Huo Lei, Lin Yin, and Feng Xiaotian rushed out from inside the carriage in an instant. Feng Xiaotian charged straight toward the leading carriage, while Huo Lei's gaze swept rapidly across the surroundings, revealing that both the rear and flanks of the convoy were surrounded by men in black. Although he didn't look at the very front of the convoy, he figured there would be men in black blocking the way there as well, since the first horse whinny had come from the front.
Damn it! We're surrounded. I just hope the other side isn't too strong. This thought popped into Huo Lei's mind first.
Huo Lei and Lin Yin unconsciously backed away, drawing closer to the carriage in the middle.
While keeping an eye on the bandits, Huo Lei also took stock of their surroundings. They were currently on a path amidst a forest; the road wasn't very wide, but there were plenty of trees on both sides.
"Listen up, everyone! Hand over all the Storage Soul Tools on you, and we might spare your lives." The voice of an unfamiliar middle-aged man came from in front of the first carriage, though Huo Lei