As expected, Wang Zhongyu was right in guessing that they had indeed been tracked by bandits, yet judging by both their demeanor and tone, it seemed they were already aware of the situation. If that was the case, why wouldn't they have made preparations to avoid being caught off guard?
"I must say, Brother Luo, it looks like you all live rather comfortably, and your days must pass pretty well, otherwise how would you end up with something like this?" Wen Quanxin connected Luo Baocun's earlier eating habits and his affluent belly, quickly identifying that the other side's life must be good, possibly carefree like Liu Fugui's.
Luo Baocun chuckled to himself bitterly, thinking if his life were as smooth as Wen said, he wouldn't have nearly lost his life in this mess.
He shook his head helplessly: "Brother Wen, the life you're talking about is beyond my wildest dreams. If I had such good fortune, I'd have found a place to settle down long ago. Why run around like this?"
