Chapter 1011: Who Rules the World?
Qi Xuansu’s three-person incognito trip was not very smooth. They had only traveled a little over 50 kilometers when they encountered robbers.
On the Central Plains, robbery was relatively rare in big cities, mostly confined to remote areas. They were currently not far from Phnom Penh, so getting robbed there was really unexpected. If things were like this even under the King’s nose, one could only imagine how they would be elsewhere.
This showed just how different Poluo was from the Central Plains, so Qi Xuansu’s street knowledge from the Central Plains might not apply so well in this place.
They were in a densely wooded area with few passersby. The bandits probably noticed Qi Xuansu’s group because they were well dressed.
Rustling sounds came from the surrounding woods before a few furtive figures closed in on them.
The leader was a Bhikkhu dressed in commoners’ clothes. By Daoist standards, he seemed to be at the Yuxu stage, which would normally make him a force to be reckoned with. It was no wonder they dared to block the road without fully gauging the situation.
The Bhikkhu spoke in broken Central Plains tongue. “We want to borrow some Taiping coins from you. If you’re sensible, you’d better hand them over yourselves so we don’t have to use force and make things unpleasant for everyone.”
Two men stood at the Bhikkhu’s sides. One’s hands were empty, but he had two large handguns slung at his waist, seemingly an expert with firearms. The other was dressed as a Daoist, and by appearance, he seemed to be from the Central Plains.
Behind Qi Xuansu’s group were two more Bhikkhus at the Kunlun stage—one wielding a blade and the other carrying a shield. These were common weapons in Jianghu.
Together, these five could contend with an ordinary Guizhen-stage Xiantian Being.
Qi Xuansu did not need to personally handle something so trivial. Han Yongfeng spoke up. “You lot truly have the courage of a bear, daring to stir trouble in front of us!”
The leading Bhikkhu wasted no words. He sprang up and sent a fist cracking through the air.