The next day, at dawn.
Nali Village was still quiet. The villagers were all holed up inside the village, waiting in despair.
The Elite Desert Bandit outside had already left, but these people were still afraid. But after a night of waiting, this fear finally disappeared quite a bit. It turned into despair and suffocation, as well as indifference to life and death.
The old village chief's face was abnormally red and ruddy. He was still sitting at his own dining table, enjoying the delicious food.
The whole family was neatly dressed in the best clothes.
In fact, the entire Nali Village was doing the same thing.
They knew that they had encountered a terrifying enemy that was difficult to fight against. It was useless even if they tried to escape.