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"Thank you?" All the mercenaries were shocked. "Was this Qian Jin’s brain not functioning? After killing the tenth leader of Black Wind Bandits, he asked: ’How they are going to thank me?’ Why are you asking? They are going to thank you by trying to kill you with swords and blades of course! It’s fortunate that the tenth leader is now dead and Qian Jin is very strong. Maybe we really do have the chance of surviving this ordeal." They all thought.

Hayen Brianna, who was wearing the black metal mask, fell into a state of silence, but a light trace of joy appeared in her eyes. "Young warrior, you’re very smart."

Qian Jin shrugged his shoulder. After hearing Warrick’s deep complaint about Hayen Brianna, even an idiot wouldn’t think that they were very close. On top of that, Hayen Brianna, while riding a horse, did emit killing intent towards Warrick. It wasn’t simple killing intent used for threatening either.

"What about the other two people?" Hayen Brianna spoke once again; there was no killing intent coming from her. It seemed like two good friends having a conversation.

Qian Jin walked back to the horse and jumped on it as he pulled the reins of the horse. "They’re dead as well," he said.

"Really?"

Excitement appeared in her eyes. She suddenly raised the horse whip and every bandit from Black Wind Bandits moved to the side.

"We received information that these merchants were carrying prohibited goods." Hayen Brianna stared at Qian Jin’s back as she calmly said, "Since you killed those three annoying people, I won’t search these merchants as a way of returning the favor."

"Warrick’s dead. How are you going to handle the heat from your superior?" Qian Jin pulled onto the reins of the horse again and stopped it. He looked back at Hayen Brianna and asked, "Can you get away with it so easily?"

"Hehe..." A crisp giggle sounded under the metal mask; it sounded like the singing of an oriole bird. "You don’t understand the rules of the Black Wind Bandits. A dead man has no value. Compared with Warrick who is now dead, our seventeenth crew holds more value. Of course, since you killed Warrick, you’ve shamed the Black Wind Bandits. You are the one that should try to get away from here, handsome young man."

"Oh, okay then." Qian Jin rode on the horse and returned to his own crew. He jumped off of the horse as he said to the mercenaries, "Quickly organize the caravans and let’s move. I don’t think we want to be chased and intercepted by other crews of the Black Wind Bandits."

Boss Leong raised his hands and wiped away a cold sweat from his forehead as he was glad that he didn’t betray Qian Jin. Otherwise, he would just be like Warrick who was a headless corpse now."

"Qian Jin, Qian Jin." Boss Leong stepped towards Qian Jin with his big feet. A greedy light shone in his eyes as he stood beside Qian Jin and said, "Even the tenth leader of the Black Wind Bandits was killed by you. How about we start a raid? Let’s kill all of these bandits of the Black Wind Bandits as well? Their heads are worth a lot in bounties as well."

"If you want to die, you can go ahead and try!" Qian Jin sneered as he shook his head and walked towards the horse carriage filled with straws and dry grass. He continued, "When I was facing that woman, I felt like I was facing the Demon Uyeha Spider... Wait, no! The pressure that she gave me was greater than the Demon Uyeha Spider. I don’t know why this woman is only the captain of a crew. It’s rare to meet a Bloodline Warrior... a crew from the Black Wind Bandits that have two Bloodline Warriors? It’s a little shocking."

"Blood... Bloodline Warrior?" Boss Leong opened his thick lips and didn’t say anything else. He peeked at Hayen Brianna who was sitting on the horse timidly as he gulped. He wiped the new sweat that appeared on his forehead as he thought, "What day is it today? Some people go without meeting a Bloodline Warrior their whole lives, and I met two in one day?"

One of the bandit from the Black Wind Bandits got close to Hayen Brianna and, while watching as the caravans started moving slowly, asked, "Captain, are we really going to let them go?"

"What else?" Hayen Brianna said with a light tone as she wrapped her arms in front of her chest and made her robust chest even more impressive. "Have you seen a level 9 Demon Fighter this young? Plus, he’s only an ordinary warrior. He is such an interesting little guy, and this elder sister wanted to observe him a bit more. Also, do you think he could be easily taken cared of?"

"Captain, you are making yourself sound old. Aren’t you only twenty-four years old this year?"

"I think our captain likes that little guy."

"Yeah, yeah! I think that little guy looked good. He doesn’t give off the impression of a sissy young master. He gives off a more straightforward and manly feeling."

"That’s right! He has such a manly aura despite his young age. It’s really rare; no wonder our captain like him."

The bandits of crew seventeen exploded with laughter. The tense atmosphere that was previously there had disappeared, and there was no strict and cruel bureaucracy.

"Do you guys want me to tighten your skin with a good beating?"

The haughty voice under the metal mask no longer gave off an unbearable pressure; it actually sounded a bit girly and cute.

The crew of Black Wind Bandit group laughed even more as they whipped their horses and ran away in all directions, leaving Hayen Brianna on the horse alone with the horsewhip in her hands.

"What are they laughing about?" Boss Leong who was sitting beside Qian Jin on the horse carriage asked in a timid manner. He looked back at the bandit of Black Wind Bandits who were riding fast on their horses. "Are they changing their minds and trying to chase us?" he asked.

Qian Jin didn’t pay attention to the bandits of the Black Wind behind them. He stared at Boss Leong curiously until this fatty was no longer nervous and said; "This time, what kind of prohibited goods are you shipping?"

"There are no prohibited goods here!" A serious expression suddenly appeared on Boss Leong’s face. "Don’t listen to their b*llshit! Those bandits were just looking for a reason to rob us."

"Really?" Qian Jin rubbed his chin and pointed at the Black Wind Bandits who were not too far from them as he said with a strange smile on his face, "How about I call them over? And let them inspect what we have here?"

Boss Leong’s serious expression suddenly froze as worry and fear popped into his eyes. Qian Jin. on the other hand. lightly smiled and looked at Boss Leong’s face that started to twitch in a calm manner.

"It’s okay if you don’t want to tell me. I don’t want to know too much either." Qian Jin laid on the straws and dry grass in the horse carriage and stopped looking at Boss Leong’s stiff expression. He won’t get any benefits by offending a merchant like Boss Leong. Also, Boss Leong wasn’t the only one who was selling prohibited goods; there were merchants like him on demon’s side as well.

Boss Leong carefully observed Qian Jin for a while and made sure that the latter really didn’t want to know. After he confirmed it, he let out the breath that he was holding as he turned around and got on another horse carriage.

"Hey, my comrade." Duren Burg also jumped into the straws. He smiled as he looked at Qian Jin. "Actually, your left arm still hurts, right? After getting poked by an Iron-Arm Mantis Bloodline Warrior, it’s already fortunate that your bone didn’t break. I have superior..."

Qian Jin turned around and let his back face Duren Burg who was acting as a potion dealer to get more cigarettes. He took [Thousand Men Five Strikes] out of his warrior dimension. Since traveling in the Frontier was very boring, it was time for him to study the Unique Bloodline Fighting Technique that belonged to one of the top ten bloodline families in the Zence Empire.

Fighting Techniques weren’t things you could just use in battle after knowing how to move the warrior power in your body. Lots of practice was required. It was just like the Wind and Cloud Golden Body; results only came after hard practice.

"Come on, comrade. You might not be injured this time, but what about next time?" Duren Burg sat on the straw and completely utilized his talent of being super talkative. "As warriors, we can’t be sure that we won’t be injured next time in battle. Therefore, we have to prepare some superior potions and medicines for ourselves. I know a pharmacist, a real pharmacist, not a pharmacy apprentice nor a pharmacist on probation..."

Qian Jin scratched his head and pulled on the book with his hands; [Thousand Men Five Strikes] was then torn into two parts. He threw the latter half of the book to Duren Burg and continued reading the training method of [Dividing Metal Multi-Chops]. "First of all, I need to find more than a dozen herbs and create a potion where I can soak my hands in them. I also need to find a pot full of iron sand and stab my arms into it repeatedly and bare all the pain..."

"Oh, comrade! This is [Thousand Men Five Strikes]!" Duren Burg lowered his voice and said, "You’re going to let me read this? I’m touched. Where was I? Oh, pharmacist! The potions are all made by a pharmacist..."

"Pharmacist?" Qian Jin curled his lips. Pharmacists were very important to warriors, but the problem was... he was a pharmacist as well. From Adams’ comments, he wasn’t an ordinary pharmacist; he was only one step away from the rank of a Pharmacy Master! He was someone who was at the peak of the industry!

"Potions and ointments made by a pharmacist?" Qian Jin shook his head with a bitter smile on his face. "If I have the raw material, the potions and ointment I can make would be a lot better than theirs."

"This pharmacist that I know is very famous! His master is Master Yorkine, a rare Pharmacy Master at Zence Empire!" Although Duren Burg was holding half of [Thousand Men Five Strikes] in his hands, he still didn’t shut up. "Let me tell you..."

Qian Jin was feeling a little regretful. He thought any warrior would feel like they were holding onto a great treasure when they had the Unique Bloodline Fighting Technique that belonged to one of the former top ten bloodlines of the Zence Empire and treats it very seriously. However, this Duren Burg was a weirdo among weirdos, the most talkative person among all talkative people! In order to trade his potions for cigarettes, he continued to persist.

"Hey..." Qian Jin turned his head around and looked at Duren Burg’s excited eyes helplessly. He sighed as he got close to Duren Burg’s ear and said, "I’ll tell you a secret."

"Secret?" Duren Burg’s excited eyes shone even more. "What secret?"

"I, myself, am a pharmacist." Qian Jin quietly said. "Therefore, you can stop trying to sell me potions unless you got the work of a Pharmacy Master. Otherwise, hehe..."

"What did you say?" Duren Burg jumped into the air from the horse carriage. He stared at Qian Jin as if seeing an undead creature.

The mercenaries around them were all surprised by Duren Burg’s reactions. When Qian Jin fought Warrick alone with his blade, this talkative guy wasn’t surprised at all; when Qian Jin smashed and killed the tenth leader of Black Wind Bandits, he wasn’t that shocked either. "What did Qian Jin say that shocked him into the air?" They all thought.

"You..." Duren Burg dragged the word with his voice as he tested, "You’re kidding, right?"