"Master Gou told you to take it. Just take it, no need to say so much."
"Got it, Uncle Mo!"
After hearing Chen Ergou's command, a few Sand People hurried over and took away a large heavy bag of jewels.
Bazha, on the other hand, had tears in his eyes, kneeling on the ground like an obedient little dog, still whimpering...
"Master Gou, you've taken the stuff, shouldn't you let me go?"
"Heh heh... I could let you go. But whether Aling will is not up to me."
Then, Chen Ergou slowly retreated behind Aling, who looked icy cold, with a sharp dagger in her hand that gleamed fiercely in the sunlight.
Bazha felt a chill down his back instantly, his whole body had weakened, struggling with all his might to drag his heavy body backward.
But Aling didn't stop her steps,
instead, she steadily approached him. Bazha panicked, his hands began searching frantically for a weapon to fend her off, but besides some grass, there was nothing else on the ground.
