Bab 113: Death and killing were inevitable

Luckily, these idiot patrols were not so threatening and were quickly dispatched. They sat beaten and bound on the forest ground, stripped to their undergarments. The air around them was quite thick with moisture and even though the summer had come and left, heat did not relent down in these southern parts.

Yuan Xuelan wiped sweat off his brows and tugged at the orange sleeve that was a little too small for him. "Ahh, why are you guys so short?"

The beaten Seven Moons disciples sat there sullenly but the tallest one of the bunch complained, "Isn't it you who's too tall?"

A sharp glare instantly silenced him, Xuelan's face was pulled into a sneer, "Who said you could speak?"

Meanwhile, neither Liu Sumeng nor Hui Moxiang were having issues adjusting the fit of their stolen garments. 

Hui Moxiang hummed, "So what should we do with these guys? It's better if we kill them, right?"