The Bandits Are Here!

"Nn-nn-no! Master, we are indeed telling the tru-tru-truth," the raggedly dressed elder stammered, his speech punctuated by a persistent stutter.

He seemed visibly frightened by the iciness of Xiao Ming's malicious intent toward him.

On the other hand, Xiao Ming, though still harboring a feeling of insecurity in his heart, acted with flawless precision despite the incessant suspicion and warnings his body whispered in the form of cold, piercing chills that sent goosebumps across his skin.

Luckily enough, he was already an expert in the art of controlling his emotions flawlessly.

"The ones who attacked us were only so bored that they chased us aimlessly. If they had truly wanted to, they could have killed us in half a breath's time without strain," the old man said in a sympathetic tone.