Chapter 8: The Oath of Allegiance

“Enough, everyone be quiet!” Li Gui glared, and immediately, everyone fell silent.

He pointed at Liu Suizui. “Let me ask you, who has always been in charge of the money and supplies in this stronghold?”

“Uh, Zhao Blackhead himself has been in charge,” Liu Suizui answered cautiously.

“And who has traditionally been responsible for patrols and sentries in the stronghold?”

“Uh, Huang Mazi was responsible, but he was already cut down by the former chief.”

“And who has always handled the kitchen—food and drink arrangements?”

“Well…” Liu Suizui hesitated, glanced at the others, and finally dared not lie. “That was arranged by me.”

“Who else holds important posts in the stronghold? Who are they?”

Liu Suizui named several people—some were dead, some were tied up, and some were still standing among the crowd.

“Important posts must be held by trusted men. Guards, bind these people all up!”

“Unfair, Chief!” Liu Suizui knelt down pleadingly, but the regular bandits nearby paid no attention and immediately stepped forward, forcing down those named leaders and binding them all.

Once everyone was tied up and lined up kneeling, Li Gui casually singled out an ordinary bandit from the crowd.

“Tell me, do you have any family ties with these bound men?”

The man turned pale with fear, shaking his head repeatedly. “My relatives are all dead. I have no kinship with any of them!”

“Then were there any of your relatives among those who just died?”

“No, no, no! My family has been dead for many years!”

Li Gui looked at the others behind him and asked, “Is this true?”

They all nodded. “Chief, what Lin Er says is true. His family has long since passed away.”

Only then did Li Gui relax and continue, “Among those still standing, is there anyone related to the dead? Or to those bound?”

Lin Er, fearing for his life, dared not conceal anything and pointed out several more from the crowd.

Only then did Li Gui feel assured.

He drew his iron cleaver, flung it into the ground ahead, and drove it in upright with a cold voice:

“Anyone who comes up this mountain must swear allegiance. We are no exception.”

“Take this cleaver and kill all these traitors. Then you will be one of us.”

“There will be food for all, and money for all to spend!”

“If there’s a single piece of meat to eat, you won’t miss a drop of soup!”

“But if you refuse… heh heh…”

Li Gui pressed one hand on his waist sword and sneered coldly.

The crowd exchanged uneasy glances, unwilling to step forward. They nudged each other, each hoping someone else would go first.

The tied bandits first begged desperately, but when that proved useless, they incited their former underlings.

“He’s just one man—what are you afraid of?”

“Release us, and even one person with one knife can chop him down!”

“I swear by my ancestors, if we kill this one, all past grievances will be wiped clean, and no one will dig up old scores!”

Li Gui made no move to stop them, simply standing aside and watching coldly.

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