There were two people.
One was a man who looked simple-minded and foolish. He was tall and fat with a large, protruding belly. He didn't seem very old, and in his hand, he carried a massive warhammer.
The other was a young woman.
The young woman was not tall, with a petite and delicate figure. Her large eyes blinked constantly, giving her a playful yet somewhat cunning look. At her waist hung a rather elegant Treasure Sword.
However, facing this strange duo, Chu Qingyun was far more vigilant than he had been with the highway robbers he'd encountered before.
This was because the foolish-looking fatty was a Level Six Martial Spirit, and while the young woman also appeared to be a Level Six Martial Spirit, she gave Chu Qingyun a faint, yet distinct, sense of danger.
"I'm just a passerby, and I don't have any money on me," Chu Qingyun said.
If possible, he wanted to avoid fighting them.
"No money?"
