"Warrior! Did you... did you kill all of these?"
"Yeah."
Glancing at Ahmed, who was being carried by Da Bao, Lu Wenwu calmly wiped the dirt off his Heavy Cannon Gloves and nodded slightly.
The white-bearded elder asked again, "May I ask, warrior, who are these people? Could they be the bandits from the mountains?"
"Yes, they are bandits."
Lu Wenwu didn't elaborate and just went along with his words.
"The horses were startled and ran off; a few are left here."
The villagers looked in the direction he pointed and indeed saw a few half-tamed horses.
"This warrior is truly a divine being! It's our village's great fortune to have you all at our Longevity Village!"
A round-faced, pale-skinned elder stepped out from the crowd, praising Lu Wenwu with a cheerful expression.
"Dear warriors, if our village has been negligent earlier, I hope you do not blame us."
