Even though Benjamin did not count them all, but through a rough estimate, he could tell that this group of people were about thirty men strong.
He had a bad feeling about this.
It didn’t matter that he was unsure of their identity or purpose, but they may be just a random group of travelers that were passing through, but to Benjamin they were already a nuisance. They even chose this remote small pass, the only reason is to hide away from prying eyes. To encounter this group of people, isn’t it just the same as revealing their tracks?
So, he had to think of something, to deal with the situation in front of him.
"Didn’t you say that we would not meet anyone if we took this road? What is this then?" he couldn’t help but question in his mind.
"What can I do? These people don’t like taking the major roads, it can’t be helped." The System explained, "If you want to blame anyone, blame your own bad luck, no matter how far out the road, you still met someone."
"..."
