These mountain bandits could only be considered lackeys; not one of them had a single attribute that surpassed one hundred.
The strongest mountain bandit leader had nearly two hundred Strength but had just been blown to death by a fatal critical hit from Iyas.
As a result, the entire mountain bandit troop was completely intimidated by Iyas.
The bandits laid down their weapons and prostrated on the ground as a sign of submission, then following Iyas's command, they dismantled the roadblocks they had not so easily reinforced.
Yang Yu's gaze was not on the bandits busy dismantling the roadblocks but instead, he slightly turned his body and glanced toward Iyas out of the corner of his eye.
Iyas's hand, drawn with the bow, trembled slightly, her brows tightly knitted, her blue eyes filled with dissatisfaction and anger.
