"These people behave badly, and they are not good people. Just kill them." In fact, Mo Tian doesn't want to kill them. Although they are disrespectful to their ancestors and Ke'er, Mo Tian knows that there are thousands of such people. It's useless to kill them. He just wants to scare them.

Uncle Huo seemed to know Mo Tian's meaning, so he picked up a big man, as if he was going to hurt a killer.

"Don't kill us. Don't kill us. We'll agree to whatever conditions you have. Please let us go." The man who was caught by Uncle Huo saw that his life was in danger, and he begged in a hurry.

"What are you doing here?" Uncle Huo asked.

“…… Play Hunt, hunt. " The big man replied haltingly.

"I don't have a pair of hunting gear. I'm still hunting." Uncle Huo knew that the man was lying. He grabbed the man's hand and added some strength.

"Ah, ah I said, I said, we, we are here to rob tombs. If you let us go, we will share your benefits, we .”