However,
not one person turned out their pockets or rummaged in their backpacks. Everyone stood there with a calm composure.
Especially Winny Johnsons.
She couldn't stand it and retorted directly, "Do you bandits know whom you are robbing?"
"Who is it, beautiful?"
The man wearing a leather hat seemed to be the leader of the bandits.
"Dead ghost!"
Winny Johnsons spat at him and cursed angrily, "Here we have the most famous top tycoon of the north, the Young Master of the Johnson Family. You still dare to rob!"
"The Johnson Family?"
The preeminent and unique household of the north!
The bandit leader was startled.
He immediately dropped his long knife into the sand, his face revealing fright, utterly scared.
