"Junior Brother, apart from the bandits who escaped, all the others have been wiped out!
Judging by the situation, their reinforcements should be back soon. We'd better hurry and leave!"
Holding a crystal-clear Glazed Sword that radiated a mysterious light, Ye Hua slowly approached from afar with light yet steady steps.
Her voice was bone-chilling, as though it could pierce straight through a person's soul.
At that moment, roaring flames raged all around them, their ferocious blaze bathing the entire area in fiery red.
Under the scorching glow, even her paper-white face took on a faint, barely perceptible blush.
"Mm, all right! You collect everything of value from these bandits. Even a few measly coins are better than nothing!
After all, something's better than nothing! As for me, I'll hurry and set a few nasty traps here, so anyone who dares chase us can suffer a little and enjoy an unexpected 'little surprise'!
Hehehe..."
The corners of Ying Ming Hao's mouth rose in a sly smile, and he casually put away the razor-sharp Burial Life Blade in his hand.
Then he darted back and forth through the Sandwind Stronghold like a phantom.
Everywhere he went, immensely powerful Detonation Talismans, exquisitely crafted Killing Formations, lethally toxic Poison Gas Bombs, and more were buried in concealed corners;
At the same time, he spread large quantities of flammable kerosene evenly over the ground.
Meanwhile, Ye Hua and Little Chicken Kun were equally busy, searching everywhere and plundering every potentially useful item or treasure.
Although any individual bandit might not have possessed much wealth, there were thousands upon thousands of them lying scattered all over the place!
With such an enormous number added together, the total haul was naturally substantial and impossible to dismiss!
Before long, Ying Ming Hao finished setting the traps