Robbing was something that could be left to others. If a Grandmaster were to do it himself, it would seem rather degrading.
The sloppy old man would at most stand at the side and watch from afar when they attacked. However, although these people looked average to him, there was no need to watch from the side when dealing with a few bandits.
Therefore, the sloppy old man would always watch from the side.
This time, he only glanced at them as usual. When he looked in a certain direction, his gaze paused for a moment, then he walked over and asked in surprise, "Why is it you again?"
"S-Senior …"
The bald bandit also recognized this senior whom he had met a few times. A hint of surprise flashed across his face, and he immediately bowed and spoke respectfully.
The sloppy old man looked him up and down. Seeing his disheveled appearance, he said, "Why are you in such a sorry state again?"
The bald bandit lowered his head awkwardly.
After being hit three times in a row, no matter how thick-skinned he was, he could not maintain his composure.
The bald woman raised her eyebrows and looked at the sloppy old man. She said angrily, "Who are you? My man, I need you to tell me!"
"Shut up!" The bald bandit knew how terrifying this old man was. After glaring at her, he hurriedly turned to look at the sloppy old man and said with a smile, "My lowly wife has not seen the world and spoke arrogantly. Senior, please don't blame her, don't blame her …"
Seeing this, the few people behind the bald bandit widened their eyes.
"Lowly? Who are you calling lowly? I haven't seen you for a few days and you've grown up!" The bald woman pulled his ear and said fiercely, "Get over here!"
Seeing their big brother being dragged to the side, the bandits all had expressions of schadenfreude on their faces.
Having escaped from death, their hearts that were hanging in suspense were finally at ease.
Li Yi and Miss.Liu walked over and looked at them. He said in surprise, "Why are you guys again …"
The bandits looked awkward.
Li Yi looked at the sloppy old man and asked, "Xu knows them too?"
The sloppy old man nodded and said with a chuckle, "That little baldy is an interesting person."
Li Yi looked at them and asked, "Tell me, why are you guys here?"
Looking at the three people opposite them, the awkwardness on their faces deepened.
After being a bandit for so long, he really didn't have the face to say it again.
The other side.
The bald woman let go of the bald man's ear and asked, "What's going on?"
The bald man shook his head and said, "It's nothing. I've only met them twice before."
The bald woman nodded and squatted down. She looked at his wound and asked, "Is your injury okay?"
"Skin injury." The bald man shook his head and suddenly said, "Let's go back and live a good life from now on. We won't be bandits anymore."
"Hmph!" The woman coldly snorted and said, "You don't want to inherit your father's dying wish? Are you satisfied if you don't make a name for yourself? Aren't you afraid that I'll continue beating you up when we get back? "
The bald bandit rubbed his bald head and smiled awkwardly. "Living a good life is better than hanging my head on a belt. If you want to hit me, then hit me … But, can you bear to hit me?"
"Dead man …" The bald woman glared at him and said, "Heal your wounds first. We'll talk about the future in the future."
The bald man smiled foolishly.
… …
Li Yi didn't expect the bald bandit's road to be so tortuous.
Nothing could happen more than three times, but he had been defeated three times in a row. His perseverance alone was enough to move people.
It would be a waste of talent if such a person didn't become a bandit.
Especially this kind of person who had principles, a bottom line, perseverance, and was willing to work hard. There weren't many of them.
The Fringe was a place that he had set his sights on for a long time.
But because of the long distance and his lack of understanding of the place, he didn't take any substantial action.
This time, he just happened to pass by. Just as Fang said, it wasn't easy to come here. If he didn't do something, it would be a waste of an opportunity.
This place was a treasure trove waiting to be mined!
Seeing that the bandits were all wounded, Li Yi beckoned to Fang and said, "Call a few people over and help them tend to their wounds."
Then, he saw the bald man limping over with a wound on his thigh that was still bleeding. Li Yi pointed at him and said, "Your wound needs to be tended to too."
"No need …" The bald man shook his head. Before he could say the word "no need", the bald woman pinched him hard on his waist.
Not long after, the bald man saw that someone was sewing his thigh with a needle and thread. He asked in surprise, "Why does this thing look like it's sewing a pocket? Will it work?"
The bald woman behind him smacked his head and said, "Shut up. You talk too much. It'll heal faster if you stitch it up."
Li Yi was a little surprised. Although this bald man was unlucky, he was a real man. He didn't make a sound while stitching up his wound and even looked at it curiously. Li Yi didn't know if he was really good at enduring or just stupid.
Li Yi looked at him and asked, "You haven't given up after so many times. Do you really like being a bandit?"
The bald man raised his head and waved his hand. "I quit. I wanted to be a bandit before but I didn't know what it was like to be a bandit. Now it seems that I'd rather go back and live my life. It's better than being hacked to death."
He really understood now. It wasn't just a caravan. Any random robber on the road could wipe them out. What was the point of being a bandit? His future was bleak.
Li Yi was stunned for a moment. He looked at the bald man and said, "Young people should have dreams. Don't give up just because of a little setback. Nothing can be done in one go. Only by enduring hardship can you achieve success …"
The bald bandit sighed. "Sigh, I'm not young anymore …"
"Middle-aged people should also struggle. As long as life is alive, the battle will not stop." One couldn't only care about oneself. One had to persuade others to do good. Li Yi looked at the bald bandit and asked, "Touch your conscience. Do you really want to give up?"
The bald man showed a hint of hesitation. After a moment, he sighed and said, "We've all lived a hard life. I don't want to rob those poor people. As for the caravan …"
The bald man turned his head to look at the person lying on the ground not far away. He didn't say anything.
What he wanted to say was that a caravan with brains wouldn't take this path. They needed to go down the mountain and rob further away. They also needed to steal business from other bandits. Brainless caravans … they couldn't compete with brainless caravans.
"Robbing the poor and robbing caravans is the lowest level of bandits," Li Yi patted his shoulder and said, "Robbing bandits is the king of bandits."
"Robbing bandits?" The bald man looked at him with a dazed expression.
"Crash!"
Fang walked over with large strides and threw a large bag on the ground. He said, "Young master, these were found on the bodies of those bandits. I heard from them that there are even more good things in their stronghold. I've already sent people over."
The bald man looked over and saw that the bag was filled with gold and silver. There was quite a lot of them. He was stunned once again.
He thought about the scholar's words again. Gradually, a look of understanding appeared on his face. He licked his lips and a strange light shone from his eyes.
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