章 77: Flattening the Flying Dragon Stockade, Meeting the Disciples of the Aristocratic Families

In the forest.

"It's indeed cool to wear white clothes, but I still have to come personally to loot the corpse after the battle. How troublesome."

Han Zhao held a bag in his hand and squatted on the ground. As he picked up things, he muttered.

After killing Qi Xing and the Deputy Incense Master of the Blood Spirit Hall, he killed the remaining ten Bone Tempering Realm martial artists.

There were a total of 12 people. All the money on them added up was only about 500 taels.

However, this was normal. In the past, when Han Zhao was a Saber Hunter, he killed those wanted criminals until they had nowhere to stay. That was why they carried all their belongings with them.

As for these bandits and the Longevity Sect members, most of their assets were probably in the stronghold.

Of course, the black gold gloves worn by the Deputy Incense Master of the Blood Spirit Hall were considered separately.