The bandit leader, his face still etched with surprise and disbelief at the sight before him, muttered to himself, "That boy should've been reduced to battered piece of unrecognizable meat in that explosion. Even I barely escaped its wrath. But just to be certain..." With a determined gleam in his eye, he chose a direction at random and began his cautious advance, his saber serving as a crutch.
As he moved closer, the bandit leader's mind raced with possibilities. If Luo Tian truly lay lifeless ahead, he wanted to witness it with his own eyes. If fate had spared the young man, then the bandit leader was prepared to swiftly rectify that oversight. Who knew what surprises awaited amidst the settling dust? Perhaps if Luo Tian survived, he would have to face the foundation building realm bird, ready to pounce on him.