C70 Three thousand bandits!

The sound of horse hooves approached, and more than twenty people appeared in their line of sight.

Not Cheng Qianli!

They were the ones who were ordered to buy the herbs, the third son and his gang!

Chu Yang could not help but smile. What a pleasant surprise, when he needed medicinal herbs the most, they had rushed back! The third son's face was covered in dust, but he still galloped forward