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Fat Dragon swept a puzzled glance over the thin young man sitting on the ground, then hesitantly turned to look at Chen Qiu behind him. Chen Qiu merely nodded and turned to head deeper into the wild forest, only then casually glancing at the young man.
Fat Dragon followed Chen Qiu as well.
"Come on. Explain yourself."
"Thank you, thank you!"
Seeing this, the thin young man hurriedly scrambled up from the ground, gratitude filling his eyes as he followed the two into the woods.
After they left.
The burly man, whose eyes had been filled with terror moments ago, suddenly found his thoughts stirring again. He looked toward the two people this group had left behind.
One was a hulking, bearded man of short stature who looked like a silent gourd.
The other was a scholar with crippled legs, sitting cross-legged atop the strong man's shoulders.
They did not look particularly capable in a fight.
Seemingly without meaning to, the burly man slowly edged toward another part of the wild forest and probed, "May I ask what cultivation the two of you possess?"
The moment those words fell.
The Foundation Establishment cultivation of the bearded brute spilled forth without the slightest concealment.
"Nice."
The burly man, who had been preparing to seize the chance to flee, immediately stopped moving. Expressionless, he lowered his head to look at the crimson dirt beneath his feet, casually pulling at the dead grass around him with his fingers. It seemed Heaven had decreed that he would die today.
"Well."
Deep in the wild forest, the thin man glanced at Chen Qiu before looking at Fat Dragon and cautiously signaling, "The two of us used to be fellow townsmen. This gentleman, this gentleman..."
"We're all fellow townsmen."
Fat Dragon said irritably, "Just say