I wonder if when they know the truth, that others really want their lives, will they still be willing to offer up their own lives so readily.
"How many people did we contact last night?" he asked.
"Not many, only about eight hundred." another man replied.
To say that eight hundred isn't many, actually it's quite a lot, but compared to the disciples of the Saintess Sect and those other lackeys, it's certainly a pitiful number.
"We've gathered about another two hundred people during the day today, and now we have a thousand people." another man chimed in.
"That should be about right."
The leading man thought for a moment, feeling it was about enough.
If they were to fight the disciples of the Saintess Sect head-on, they would certainly be no match, but their goal was to snatch the food and provisions and run, which should be enough.
