Life After Prison

The other party had scanned the area briefly before retracting their mental power. Severin
observed the situation and commented, “Tch. These individuals probably look down on us because
they think we’re a bunch of casual practitioners or members of a secluded clan. I bet they
wouldn’t be so bold if we were dressed like members of a sect.”
Sheila concurred, “Let’s just ignore them. We can continue on our way once they leave.”
Sofia, however, felt a little uneasy. “Why aren’t they leaving yet, though? They seem to be discussing something.”
The middle–aged man seemed to hesitate after scanning Severin’s group with his mental power.
That prompted one of their other members to ask curiously. “What’s wrong, Maron?”
Maron smiled. “Nothing It’s not often that we get to see so many talented women in one group. I’m
not talking about one or two women. I’m talking about more than half of the group.”
Upon hearing that, the mustached man released his mental power to scan the group too. He
expressed his enthusiasm. “Tsk, tsk, tsk! They’re as beautiful as goddesses!” he said, licking his
lips with a touch of lewdness in his eyes.
Another disciple’s attitude was less wretched, and he suggested to Maron, “Let’s not get any funny
ideas. We should just continue our journey.”
Maron, however, appeared reluctant to leave. He observed Severin’s group and finally proposed,
My juniors, it is entirely possible that their group consists of individuals with high attainment.
That means they would have a lot of valuable treasure on them too. Since there won’t be many
people in a hundred–mile radius of this area, it’s unlikely that anyone will find out if we kill them.
and claim their possessions.”

The mustached man’s eyes lit up instantly upon hearing that. He could tell that Maron was
interested in more than just the spiritual herbs and spatial rings from those practitioners. By his
estimation, the group possessed few valuable items that would warrant their attention.
Aside from the dozen or so warrior emperors among them, the rest were all warrior kings at the eighth or seventh level. Such
attainment was considered high in their sect, and their belongings would certainly be more valuable than anything owned by
some random casual practitioners
However, Maron was too embarrassed to admit his attraction to the women, which was why he
deliberately came up with such a pretext.
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The mustached man understood Maron’s intentions and said with a grin, “Hey, those women are really beautiful. Don’t you think
it would be such a shame to kill them all? It’s been days since I’ve
last felt the touch of a woman.”
Another disciple chimed in, “I agree, senior brother. If you’re planning to kill them after robbing
them, it would be a waste not to have some fun with them first.”
Their group consisted of men, so once Maron saw that everyone seemed to share the same intentions as he did, he seized the
moment and said, “It appears we’re all in agreement, fellas. Let’s go ahead then! I would, however, remind all of you to keep this
between ourselves and not
anyone know about what we did.”
The mustached man snickered, “Come on, now. Killing people and plundering their belongings is
a frequent occurrence in these dangerous places. I think it’s fine for us to talk about it as long as
we don’t tell anyone that we forced ourselves on these women.”

Another disciple nodded, agreeing with the sentiment. “Yeah! We wouldn’t want our junior sisters or senior sisters to hear about
this, or else it’ll be difficult for us to try and woo them in the future.”
“Let’s get going then!” Maron concluded.