"Sir, look...!" Bai Xiaotian had not expected that he would casually find a place and ask Chen Mo to help restore his Dantian, only to stumble into something like this.
He had not gone looking for trouble, yet trouble had come knocking on his door.
"Take that youngster outside and keep an eye on him. Don't let him run away," Chen Mo said.
Although they had saved the youngster, and he was also a fellow countryman, what if he suddenly lost his mind and ran away? If he got caught again, it might disrupt what Chen Mo needed to do afterward.
Bai Xiaotian nodded, then turned and led the youngster out of the courtyard. Chen Mo turned his head and looked at Miao Lun, who was lying on the ground.
"Tell me, where are the other piglets?" Chen Mo asked.
Miao Lun answered honestly, "They're all at an abandoned Brick Kiln Site at the west end of the village. We repaired and restored it."
From Miao Lun's account, the Brick Kiln Site was quite large, and there were still many bricks left from the old firing operation. Restoring the site had not cost much.
The brick kilns were especially spacious and sturdy, making them very convenient for imprisoning piglets.
"How many Guards are there now, and how many piglets are there?" Chen Mo asked.
The youngster from earlier had only recently been brought here and had found an opportunity to escape, so he did not know how many others were being held.
But Miao Lun should have known. He was one of the people in charge here.
"There should be more than thirty Guards left, and over a hundred piglets," Miao Lun said.
"Looks like you've done quite well for yourselves. You've got so many people. Impressive," Chen Mo remarked.