"Are you okay?"
"Mm..."
The wild wolf didn't look at me, only answering calmly.
"If you're okay, why won't you look at me? Why are you holding your arm?"
"It's nothing..."
"Enough!!"
Seeing the wild wolf still sulking, I was genuinely starting to get angry.
I reached out and grabbed his injured hand. His face immediately turned purplish-red.
I had to admit... when it came to enduring pain, these people were all worse than me. What could I say? I'd gotten used to it.
I took a look. It didn't seem too serious, probably a hairline fracture. I had to admit, his bones were remarkably sturdy. He'd fallen from such a height and only fractured his arm. Ten meters was about the height of a three-story building, after all.
And there'd been a slope, too.
"It's not too serious. Just bear with it... Wu San, bring Qiao Seven's medical kit."
I called back, then took another look. The bone hadn't shifted, so it was probably a minor fracture. It really wasn't too serious, as long as the rest of the journey was safe enough and he didn't have to exert himself too much.
"Big Brother is hurt!?"
Wu San cried out. At the same time, everyone else hurriedly looked over.
"I'm fine... It's just a minor injury."
The wild wolf said calmly, waving a hand.
"Mm, it's not too serious. But it looks like this isn't the place to treat injuries. Let's go to that underground river first, then figure things out."
As I spoke, I looked back. Sure enough, Scarface up above didn't seem ready to let us go just like that. He'd actually thrown down grenades—
"Watch out for the grenades!!"
The moment I saw them, I shouted. Then I reached out, grabbed the wild wolf's head, and