The bandits who were hesitating in what to do suddenly turned smug when they saw their leader arrive. Even though all of them combined were no match for Mo Fan's group, their leader was something else. Their leader was someone that should be able to deal with Mo Fan's group quite easily.
"What was it you want my men to do, cut off their arms?"
The Bandit leader took out his blade as he spoke with a sinister smile on his face. On the other hand, Mo Fan was rather surprised that he wasn't nervous at all. Even his companions except for Mo Ye weren't nervous.
When the Bandit leader noticed that the group of people wasn't showing any signs of fear he was confused.
'Are these people exiles from a warrior clan, are they unafraid of death?... It doesn't really matter since they're weaker than me then that means I can take whatever I want, even their lives are for the taking.'
