Chapter 124
The march was thinning out, more of a trail of ants carry food to their nests than a traditional convoy.
The vast forest was blanketed in heavy snow. Before dawn had broken, the treetops had a veil of darkness.
"Maozi, Maozi..."
Suddenly seven or eight people sprang out of the bushes. Maozi turned his head to find they were his bandit brothers.
They had left the mountain fortress ten days ago without a send-off. Under these circumstances, they couldn't really be blamed. All were leaving out of hunger anyway, and as long as they didn't do something yet reckless as Yu Qiuran and set the granary on fire before leaving, all was well.
"Hu Zi, are you still alive?" Maozi asked with a mix of shock and joy.
"Ugh, don't remind me, I've no idea how I survived these few days." Hu Zi sighed, noticing the sled behind Maozi and his fellow bandits: "What have you got there?"
"Food, brought back by the chief."
