Feng Jun did not chat much with Zhuang Haoyun. After getting a general understanding of the situation and learning that Huahua had rushed over, he sighed with some regret. "Still a little too late."
As for having Huahua help send people down the mountain, Feng Jun made a video call with Huahua and found that it had its Spirit Beast Bag with it, so he arranged, "Send the three injured men down, then bring a healthy person over."
Huahua flew up to one of the injured men. With a flap of its wings, the injured man vanished. Then came the second one...
The Zhuang Family members were all horrified. What kind of divine ability was this?
Huahua stuffed the three injured men into the Spirit Beast Bag, then put Sixth Uncle inside as well. It actually disliked this task—this was clearly its food bag, so why was it being used to hold these bloody people?
Carrying the Spirit Beast Bag, it flew directly to the village at the foot of the mountain. It found an unoccupied spot, released the people, then flapped its wings and flew away.
The moment Sixth Uncle and the three injured men emerged from the Spirit Beast Bag, they were dazed for a while before realizing that they were already in the village.
The man with the broken arm immediately shouted, "Someone, quick, call a doctor!"
Though Sixth Uncle was still dazed, he remembered to warn them, "Remember this: none of you are allowed to tell anyone about what happened today. Otherwise... forget the Zhuang Family's rules. Would that immortal be willing to let you off?"
One man whose belly had been sliced open struggled to speak. "Sixth Uncle, you don't need to say it. We all understand. We definitely won't say anything we shouldn't... But