"It's the Righteous Qi Association!"
Qian Wanyang and Chen Yao were both shocked, quickly drew their weapons and stood on both sides of Wang Hao.
The Young Marshal Army didn't dawdle either; they pulled out their weapons one after another, shielding Wang Hao in the center.
"Righteous Qi Association!?" Wang Hao thought hard and finally remembered what this organization was.
If he wasn't mistaken, it was an organization made up of rangers—knights who robbed the rich to aid the poor and held great prestige among the common people.
They not only killed nobility and officials privately but also robbed companies run by the nobility and then distributed the wealth to the poor.
Of course, to the noble lords, the Righteous Qi Association was nothing but treacherous rebels.
