"Ambition?"
Fang Yuan and Xiao Zhang both froze. "Great King, you mean... we're asking for too little?"
Chun Xiaobai offered no explanation.
After all, he had spent ten years as the Mountain King. He knew full well that those old foxes, who had lived for centuries, had eaten more salt than he had eaten rice.
A man had to know his own limits.
If he let them figure out his methods now, he might not even make it out of the Mountain of Ten Thousand Spirits.
What mattered most now was to utterly crush their mental defenses, set them doubting one another, and leave them groping blindly, unable to uncover his true background!
Otherwise, even if he got his hands on those treasures, taking them out safely would be difficult.
After all, most bandits never lived past a hundred precisely because they lacked any awareness of their own limits.
Then Chun Xiaobai took out another pile of Image Recording Stones. He had specially "edited" and arranged all these recordings.
Fang Yuan took the Image Recording Stones and instinctively started to open one for a look. Chun Xiaobai kicked him straight in the backside.
"Damn you! No looking!"
"Urk!" Fang Yuan rubbed his backside, then quickly caught on.
In those recordings, the "hostages" had all been stripped naked, and those beauties were no exception.
"We Mountain Bandits have a code, even as thieves. We're after money, not women," Chun Xiaobai warned.
"Remember, tell them that only women can open these Image Recording Stones! Any man who dares look does so at his own risk!"
Watching from the side, Bai Jin'er couldn't help secretly pursing her lips.
Those women hadn't said anything at the time about their honor being sullied.
But she knew that female disciples from distinguished backgrounds valued their honor