"Riding wildebeests, around twenty or thirty people, and they're good at archery?"
At the dining table, Chen Guodong's face changed dramatically, "Xiaofan, are you talking about those bandits?"
Upon hearing these two words, the chopsticks in Yin Fang's hand fell onto the table in fright.
"Bandits?"
Chen Fan was taken aback, is there really such a group of people?
"Yes."
Chen Guodong's eyes showed deep apprehension, "Those people ride wildebeests, come and go like the wind, and most of them are good at archery. They specifically target those weaker than them, sometimes even plundering villages, and after robbing everything, they burn it all down."
Chen Fan's eyes widened, this group of people are just beasts!
