Wei Sheng pushed aside the weeds blocking his view.
The clearing opposite was packed with people!
Over a hundred bandits carrying long sabers, their auras savage, had surrounded the experts from the Lin Family and the Golden Cauldron Martial Arts School in a fan formation, led by a burly man with only one ear.
"Sang Qi? Where is he?!"
One-Ear surveyed the surroundings, his expression dark. "Damn it, I nearly had him, and you bastards ruined everything!"
"You're One-Ear, the fourth chief of the Black Wind Stronghold's Thirty-Six Bandits?!"
Lin Qing clearly recognized him. He said gravely, "Fourth Chief, Sang Qi tricked us. He deliberately lured us here to make us slaughter each other!"
"Slaughter each other?!"
One-Ear sneered. "Unless I remember wrong, the experts from your Lin Family, the Golden Cauldron Martial Arts School, and the other factions were preparing to enter the mountains to wipe us out, weren't you?"
"Fourth Chief, we had no choice either. Huang Wenpeng's power was too overwhelming for us to refuse-but we absolutely didn't come to destroy your stronghold. We were only going through the motions!
"As long as you let us go, we'll turn straight back and pretend none of this ever happened!"
Lin Qing spoke gravely.
He truly did not want to fight One-Ear.
For one thing, the bandits outnumbered their team by more than two to one!
For another-
Their overall strength was inferior to One-Ear's too.
He had only brought one Late-Ten Refinements expert on this trip, while the Rolling Stone Martial Arts School's foremost personal disciple was at Mid-Ten Refinements.
But even together, those two were no match for One-Ear, who was at peak Ten Refinements!
"Pretend none of this ever happened?"
A chill crept across One-Ear's face. "When the Spirit Flood Dragon Ganoderma from your Lin Family's