Chapter 1724: Chapter 1724: He Tried to Molest Me

Bandits are groups formed by homeless refugees, mainly living by robbing other unfortunate refugees on the wastelands or commoners with fiefs.

Although they are originally from unfortunate backgrounds themselves, once they become bandits, they gradually become violent and cruel, slaughtering civilians even more ruthlessly than the beasts of the wastelands.

When refugees have nowhere else to go, they can still seek temporary shelter in some cities or civilian fiefs, but bandits are wanted by the temple and can only roam the wastelands year-round. In such a harsh environment, they are constantly on the move, and most of them have exceptional martial arts skills, with bodies stronger than ordinary people and combat skills that are quite formidable.

Even some priests who committed crimes and were discovered by the temple, fearing punishment, may join the ranks of the bandits. Such bandits are clearly not something ordinary folk can resist.

The Mu Family’s fief is only over a thousand miles from Tianfeng City, and for over a thousand years it has rarely been attacked by bandits, which is why they are so panicked.

And what made Mu Hanyan slightly puzzled was precisely this reason. She had just killed Kang Qingyuan and found the strange treasure hidden at Sunrise Peak, and now the bandits appeared. Is this really just a coincidence?

While Mu Hanyan was secretly puzzled, a group of tall men had already charged into the village on horseback with wild shrieks. Their mounts were as tall and strong as Mu Tu’s Red Charcoal Cloud Smoke Beast that pulled the cart, but after enduring the harsh winds of the wastelands for years, they were even more rugged, and their eyes revealed a beast-like ferocity.

"Everyone, stand honestly by the wall. If you move, watch out for my knife that doesn’t have eyes." A middle-aged man with a full beard brandished a long knife, shouting with a sinister smile. By his bearing, it was clear he didn’t take the weapons in the hands of these people seriously.

Indeed, the weapons were a bit hard to look at. Besides the pig-killing knife in Mu Tu’s hand, a few young men from reasonably well-off families had crudely made longswords, while others mostly had hoes and shovels. Against the fierce bandits, such weapons evidently held no deterrence.

"Boss, this village is rich! We’re going to make a fortune this time." A sharp-faced bandit said lustfully as he looked at the sumptuous feast on the round table.

"Nonsense, do I need you to tell me that?" The middle-aged man glared at him, then chuckled, "This place is just over a thousand miles from Tianfeng City. Except for us Blood Wind Thieves, nobody dares to come here for easy pickings. Saving for so many years, they should have a decent stash, heh heh."

"Blood Wind Thieves, Chen Xuefeng!" Hearing their words, the Mu Clan was greatly shocked. Mu Tu was relatively better off, but many others trembled in fear, almost unable to hold their weapons, which were basically hoes and shovels.

The Blood Wind Thieves were famously the strongest bandits within tens of thousands of miles. They were even rumored across the entire Divine Continent. Their leader, Chen Xuefeng, supposedly was a guard for a Priest Family, his family serving them for generations. Because of deep trust, he not only had high cultivation in martial arts but also had a bit of talent to become a priest. If not for desecrating the Family Head’s daughter and fleeing, he might even have become a priest.

With his exceptional martial arts, Chen Xuefeng quickly stood firm among the bandits, leading a group of outlaws, looting, burning, and pillaging.

Because of too many evil deeds, Chen Xuefeng was wanted and hunted by the temple. However, his martial arts skills were impressive, and he knew much about Priest Divine Techniques. His cunning, fox-like nature allowed him to escape death repeatedly during temple sieges, even killing and injuring several temple priests.

As a result, Chen Xuefeng’s fame among the bandits grew, and more outlaws joined him, making his force increasingly strong. Eventually, even the Feng City Temple could do nothing about him.

It’s said that just a few months ago, another village was looted by the Blood Wind Thieves, and because they resisted, everyone in the village was killed, leaving not even a chicken or dog.

"So you’ve heard of me, Chen Xuefeng. That makes things easier. Stand against the wall obediently, and throw away the tools in your hands, or else you’ll end up like those fools in Wu Family Village." Chen Xuefeng touched his head, pointing his long knife at the Mu Family Village people, smugly said.

Facing the gleaming blade with hints of bloody red, the Mu Clan dared not act rashly.

"Bang." Seeing no one dared to move, a sharp-faced, skinny bandit impatiently kicked open the wooden door beside him, then darted inside.

"Ah! Not in front of me!" A sharp scream came from inside the house, followed by a series of thudding sounds.

Everyone was shocked. Immediately they saw the sharp-faced bandit tumble out, bruised and with a bloody nose, clearly having been beaten up.

"Dad... Dad... He tried to assault me." The sturdy Miss Yuyu appeared at the door, on the verge of tears, looking at Mu Tu.

"How dare you, even try to assault my daughter!" Mu Tu’s eyes were about to burst, his whole body trembling with anger.

All around, there was dead silence, and everyone’s eyes were full of astonishment.

"Assault your daughter? Who was assaulting whom?" Seeing the width of the door barely accommodating Miss Yuyu, then looking at the sharp-faced bandit, everyone had this thought.

The other bandits also looked at their companion, their eyes filled with disdain.

"I didn’t, I didn’t, it’s not what you think." The bandit, missing a tooth, anxiously explained.

"Er Monkey, didn’t know you liked this kind of thing, no wonder you’ve been so honest, hahaha..." The other bandits laughed heartily.

"You, you can doubt my morality, but you cannot doubt my taste!" The sharp-faced bandit got anxious. Seeing others not believing him, he even drew his longsword and aimed at his neck.

No way, it’s just a matter of taste, not necessary to cut your neck, really? Was seeing Miss Yuyu such a disgrace to you? Mu Hanyan and others stood dumbfounded.

Only Ling Baobao sympathetically looked at this bandit, feeling a bit like a fellow in suffering.

"Stop!" Chen Xuefeng flicked his wrist, and a dagger flew out, knocking the bandit’s longsword away.

Under the immense force, the bandit staggered backward several steps, falling to the ground with a thud, still upset, but no longer thinking of suicide.

"Not bad, not bad. Even dared to harm one of my Blood Wind Thieves, and with such a figure, I like it." Chen Xuefeng turned to look at Miss Yuyu, praising repeatedly, his eyes shining, his smile lewd.

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