"Water bandits," Li Huowang identified the identity of the people on these small sampans.
This was nothing but a trap, a scheme to lure everyone into a snare and then rob them all together.
"Heh, the local customs here are indeed very 'simple and honest'," Li Huowang muttered to himself as he watched them.
At that moment, he also noticed that the water bandits were not just strong young men; there were also old people, women, and half-grown children, suggesting a long-standing family trade.
"Swoosh—" An arrow shot over and pinged against the hull, sending the dozens of people on the boat into an even greater panic.
"Folks, just throw over your luggage and belongings, and all the gold and silver jewelry on your person. We, the good fellows of Hengshan Po who rob the rich to aid the poor, definitely won't harm a hair on your heads."