Doctor Wang was negotiating with the enemy just a second ago when, unexpectedly, he was attacked by that sharp-nosed, monkey-cheeked man.
"You can’t..." Doctor Wang grimaced in pain, but the pain in his abdomen prevented him from uttering another word.
"Damned fellow, running around with malaria everywhere. We could have spared you if you surrendered, but now..."
The sharp-nosed, monkey-cheeked man pressed the dagger in his hand harder.
Doctor Wang would have been better off not mentioning the malaria; after he did, they were even less likely to show mercy.
Mighty Hall had also faced malaria, troubled by it for over half a year. They had finally resorted to letting the infected brothers commit suicide and burning their possessions, which gradually led to improvement.
Thus, confronted with malaria, Mighty Hall was never lenient.
Doctor Wang was already old and his health had not been good on this exhausting journey. Mistreated , he soon lost consciousness.
Rabbit was closest to the two. He had not expected the man to strike so suddenly, and seeing Doctor Wang fall, he couldn’t hold back anymore and drew his sword, rushing forward.
As Doctor Wang hit the ground, the bandit leader’s stern voice rang out.
The archers, who had been retreating, quickly readied their bows and arrows, and arrow feathers crackled through the air toward the crowd.
Bai Junjun couldn’t wait any longer, and arrow feathers shot out.
The bandit leader, with senses beyond those of ordinary people, was able to distinguish the sound of one particular arrow feather heading his way as soon as the bows twanged.
He narrowly dodged, fiercely eying the bush whence the arrow came, but before he could locate the ambusher, the sound of a blade chopping through the air came from his left shoulder.
Instinctively drawing his own sword to block, he turned and saw a seventeen- or eighteen-year-old boy breaking through the arrow formation and charging at him.
"Heh, a whelp still wet behind the ears," the bandit leader sneered, holding a large knife in front of him.
Xiao Chan also sneered as he swung his sword; his speed was as fast as a shooting star, almost instantly reaching the strong guy.
Though the bandit leader was large, he wasn’t as nimble as Xiao Chan.
Once Xiao Chan got close, it didn’t take long for him to inflict several cuts on him.
The bandit leader, annoyed, swung his sword to chop down.
Xiao Chan was knocked back several meters by his great force.
However, as he rolled to a stop, Xiao Chan spat and, instead of crying, laughed, "You think I’m called Chan just because I’m chatty?"
Xiao Chan’s sword-holding hand tightened, he exerted force from his feet, and his eyes faintly glimmered.
Then his speed increased even more, almost teleporting in front of the bandit leader, his sword falling even faster.
"I’m called Chan because I’m as fast as a cicada!"
As soon as he finished speaking, another slash appeared on the bandit leader’s body.
The archers tried to shoot him, but they could only see Xiao Chan’s afterimages, unable to help at all.
The cuts on the bandit leader’s body multiplied, stunning the other bandits.
Bai Junjun had intended to assist Xiao Chan, but before he could fire a second arrow, he sensed something strange about Xiao Chan.
His speed didn’t seem possible for a normal person, and when he rebounded after being hit, she even faintly felt a ripple of Special Ability.
It seemed to be an Agility Ability.
Just like Bai Sasa’s Strongman ability, they were both combat-ineffective... no, physical endurance Special Abilities.
She hadn’t expected to find another native Special Ability User here!
All this happened in the blink of an eye, and Bai Junjun hadn’t even had time to be surprised when another change occurred around her.
Seeing that they couldn’t help the Eldest Master, the archers began aiming their arrows at ordinary people.
From inside the horse carriage, a gentle voice said, "Everyone get down!"