The old man noticed Wang Anfeng's gaze, his expression changed, and he was about to plead for mercy.
Wang Anfeng had already withdrawn his gaze, his expression calm, he drew a dagger from his waist, and then made a slight cut. The frightened child saw the dagger falling towards the old man, paused in surprise, and then suddenly, like an enraged young wolf, lunged at Wang Anfeng, grabbing his right hand and biting down viciously.
The old man exclaimed in surprise, Wang Anfeng did not react as he thought to attack this child protecting the old man, just allowed him to bite his arm. It was only when the child's mood calmed down that he slowly said:
"If you want his wound to improve, do not hinder me."
The boy hesitated slightly, looked towards the old man, whose leg had a severe sword wound that, due to the harsh environment and lack of treatment, had festered, emitting a faint stench.
