Feng Jiu smiled and patted her hands, then walked forward at a leisurely pace: "Have you forgotten what I do? I don't need to lift a finger over such a trivial matter."
The corner of the old man's mouth twitched and he muttered under his breath: "How could I forget? You're a bandit."
As Zhuo Junyue watched this scene, the corners of his mouth raised slightly into a smile. He glanced at Feng Jiu and followed him forwards.
The people who had fallen onto the ground passed out one by one. Feng Jiu didn't kill them and only retrieved everything they had on them. Finally, she looked at all her loot.
"Tsk tsk, these people have just about everything. Looks like they rob others quite often. With their strength, how are they able to survive here so well?" She shook her head and murmured softly as she put everything away.
