Nothing unexpected happened along the rest of the journey.
The mountain bandits had lived along this road for years, so naturally, they knew whom they could rob and whom they could not.
Lin Bai and Jiang Qingqin, a handsome man and a beautiful woman, rode at the head of the procession. With flags flying over the Beggar Gang's neatly arranged caravan, no bandit would be blind enough to rob them.
Along the way.
They camped in the mountain woods for a night, allowing the players to log off and rest.
Lin Bai taught several core members of the Beggar Gang a few moves of the Dragon-Subduing Palm as a reward for securing advertising deals.
He had promised them this before, and naturally, he had to deliver.
He wanted to be an NPC who kept his word, making every Beggar Gang disciple feel that following him offered a bright future.
When they set off again the next day.
From the Beggar Gang disciples' conversations, Lin Bai learned everything that had happened on the forums, including the rallying cry, "We can lose the game, but Lin Bai must die."
At the time.
Lin Bai was stunned for quite a while.
What the hell was going on?
Wasn't he just helping the Beggar Gang disciples get rich?
How had that offended them?
Did they think he had it easy?
He had come to another world alone, struggling to survive, with unfamiliar natives on one side and players who wanted nothing more than to throw the world into chaos on the other...
He had finally managed to build a foundation for himself. How had that upset them?
Their hatred had come out of nowhere.
Jealousy!
Those bastards were just jealous—jealous that he hadn't brought them along for the ride...
Players really were beyond reason!