Chapitre 391: A Loyal Patron

This unknown young man doesn't even look as if he has any cultivation. If he confronts the Sand Scorpion Syndicate members, then he will surely… die.'

Both father and son, as well as the other ten or so tied-up commoners, watched the confrontation with bated breath.

They were aware that the newcomer likely stood little to no chance against the Sand Scorpion Syndicate thieves, but that didn't stop hope from bubbling up within them. The way they saw it, if they were going to die either way, then they might as well die with the tiniest smidgen of hope within their hearts.

Then, like an explosive bullet, a fast-moving object flashed past their faces and crashed into the side of a caravan wagon, knocking it over and spilling out all its goods!

"!!!" "!!!" "!!!"