Chuzheng wanted to hire a few fighters, but she was very dissatisfied with those three, to dare call themselves the Tyrant of the Town with such poor skills.
It was an insult to the name of the "Tyrant of the Town".
From them, Chuzheng found out where she could find fighters with good martial arts skills…
Chuzheng looked up at the camp in front of her.
She exhaled silently.
The guards at the camp's gate noticed Chuzheng and barked a warning, "Who goes there!"
"Here to deliver money."
"..."
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Chuzheng spent money to get a few bandits to come down from the mountain.
Favoring the notion that good things come in pairs, Chuzheng hired eight.
But at this moment, the eight bandits had swollen noses and bruised faces, clearly having been taught a lesson.
Chuzheng walked ahead.
"I spoke nicely to you, and you wanted to rob me." This was asking for a beating.
"If you're so fierce, why hire us at all!" the bandits behind her complained angrily.
