At the beginning, his wife came to him, and he became rich by selling kidney treasures.

"Okay, I promise you." Ren Hao nodded and waved at the bandits, signaling them to get out.

These bandits are all vagrants and scoundrels. Without their leader, they will naturally be unable to do anything.

It would be okay to let them all go.

"I have released all your brothers. Now you can tell me who you work for, right?" Ren Hao helped the scarred bandit up and asked Huili Xue to reward him with a bag of wine.

The scarred bandit leader took the wine bag, gulped down a mouthful and said, "I serve the Xu family."

"I'm very disappointed that you still don't tell me the truth." Ren Hao sighed.

"I'm telling the truth." The scarred bandit leader said so fiercely that Ren Hao almost laughed out of anger.

The Xu family is the richest family in Beijing, and you tell me that he is secretly raising bandits to rob people?

If such nonsense were to be uttered, not only would Ren Hao not believe it, even the current emperor would not believe it.

Zhang Kuai, who had just finished drinking, saw this and immediately picked up his axe and ran over and said, "Master, why are you still wasting your breath on this birdman? Didn't he say that he works for the Xu family?"

"I have long disliked the Xu family. The reason they became the richest family in Beijing must be because of these bandits' robbery."

"Let me kill him with one blow of my axe, and then I will charge into the Xu residence and capture that old man Xu."

"Third brother, don't talk nonsense." Chen Fei glared at Zhang Kuai.

Zhang Kuai immediately shut up and sat aside.

The more the scarred bandit refused to say who he worked for, the more Ren Hao wanted to get to the bottom of it.

Perhaps, this would be important black material to control or destroy a minister in the court.

Just think about it, if a minister in the court keeps bandits to rob the merchants in the capital, and if this is told to the current emperor, then even if this person has eighteen clans, they would not be enough to kill him.

This kind of explosive black material needs to be dug up.

"I'll give you one last chance, or I'll send you to the authorities. I'm sure they'll have hundreds of ways to make you talk."

"When the time comes, not to mention your life, even your master will suffer." Ren Hao threatened with a stern face.

When the scarred bandit leader heard that Ren Hao was going to hand him over to the authorities, sweat started to break out on his forehead and his brain suddenly started to shut down.

"Don't send me to the authorities. I... I'll tell you what I want to say." The scarred bandit sighed helplessly, looked around and continued, "I can only tell you the person I serve. No one else is allowed to know."

"Tell them all to step back." The scarred bandit leader glanced at the remaining three people.

"Master, this may be a trap." Chen Fei said worriedly.

"It doesn't matter. He can't do anything special." Ren Hao waved his hand and asked the three people to retreat more than ten meters.

"Can you speak now?" Ren Hao looked at the scarred bandit leader.

The scarred bandit leader hesitated for a moment before speaking boldly, "The person I serve is none other than the current Princess Wen Yan."

"It's outrageous enough that you just told me that you are loyal to the Xu family. Now you are actually saying that you are loyal to the current princess?"

"When you make up stories, could you tell me something more reliable? For example, you said you were loyal to the prime minister of the current dynasty, or a certain minister or something." Ren Hao said with a glare.

How could the emperor's sister, who enjoyed endless wealth and splendor, secretly keep bandits and commit such acts as robbing merchants and their families?

"Humph, I knew you wouldn't believe it. After all, who would have thought that the dignified Princess Gu Han would do such a thing." The scarred bandit snorted.

"If this is true, then tell me why Princess Wen Yan did this?" Ren Hao asked as he took off the wine bag from his waist and handed it to the scarred bandit leader.

Now that things have come to this, there is no need to hide it.

"Why do you do this? You wealthy people or people from noble families, have you ever asked yourselves about this?" The scarred bandit took the wine bag and took a big gulp of the wine.

"Ask yourself what?"

"I feel like I have a clear conscience." Ren Hao said in confusion.

"No shame?"

"I bother!!!"

"I'm a Wei person, and I'm ashamed of you." The scarred bandit spat on the ground.

“Now the treasury is empty and the front line is tight.”

"And you, the business families, only care about lining your own pockets and have no regard for the country. If you are asked to contribute money, you won't even give a penny. You will spend thousands of taels overnight without blinking an eye."

"You are simply ancient Han parasites."

"Princess Wenyan has done me a favor, and this is the only way I can repay her." The scarred bandit leader said this in a torrent of words, then sighed, threw the wine bag aside, and continued, "If you still have a conscience and still feel that you are a member of Gu Han, please keep this matter secret."

"Don't worry, I won't reveal a word about this."

"After all, Princess Wen Yan and I are acquainted." Ren Hao sighed.

He had thought about the various people the scar-faced bandit had pledged allegiance to, but he never expected that the one he was loyal to was Princess Wen Yan.

If it were Princess Wen Yan, this black material would be of no use at all.

"Go back and tell Princess Wen Yan that if she really needs money, she can come to me for consultation. As for this inferior method, she can't do it again."

"May I ask your name, sir? I have no name." The scarred bandit leader asked with a fist clasped.

"Ren Hao." Ren Hao replied with a fist salute.

"Ah, so you are the Shabi that the princess mentioned..." Scarface was inexplicably surprised.

He didn't expect that a flood would flush the Dragon King Temple today, and he accidentally robbed Ren Hao's car.

"What? You know me." Ren Hao asked in surprise.

"I accidentally heard Princess Wen Yan talking about you before." Wuming told the truth without hiding anything.

"Oh, then what did she say about me?" Ren Hao asked with interest.

"She said you were an ungrateful Shabby."

"Now that I see her, I do feel the same way." Wuming added secretly, after all, if Ren Hao was not a fool, how could he not marry the stunningly beautiful Princess Wen Yan.

"Okay, go now." Ren Hao waved his hand with a dark face.

Wuming clasped his fists towards Ren Hao and quickly disappeared into the green forest.

Seeing this, Eriyuki, who was watching from a distance, ran over and asked, "Master, why did you let him run away?"

"If we don't let him run away, are we going to keep him for the New Year?" Ren Hao shook his head speechlessly, then told everyone to continue on their journey.

Without the disruption caused by Wuming's gang of bandits, Ren Hao and his party drove the carriage for more than ten miles before arriving at the Prime Minister's Kiln.

As the Prime Minister's Kiln has fallen into disrepair for many years, one can only roughly see through the wall that it was once a pottery kiln factory.

Walking through the wall and coming inside, it feels like a small village market.

There were small tents set up everywhere inside, and many refugees were selling wild vegetables or poultry stolen from somewhere on the roadside.

When Ren Hao and his group arrived here, they stood out particularly, and it was obvious at first glance that they were rich people.

Suddenly, a large number of refugees rushed up, holding up their broken bowls and shouting, "Master, please be kind and give us some money."