Roar roar!
Fang Xing let out a furious roar, scaring the medicine gatherer so much that his sickle fell to the ground.
With a swift lunge, he knocked over the medicine gatherer and carried him away.
"This..."
The other medicine gatherer with a back injury looked completely baffled.
Originally, he had been the first to find that old ginseng, but got stabbed in the back by his companion, feeling that he would die here today.
Unexpectedly, a Mountain Lord appeared and carried that person away?
"Thank you, Mountain Lord Grandpa, thank you, Mountain Lord Grandpa!"
The medicine gatherer quickly kowtowed in the direction Fang Xing left.
In the local folk legends around here, the Mountain Lord is known to have the ability to 'punish the wicked'.
Swish swish!
Soon, footsteps approached.
The medicine gatherer looked over and saw a young man wearing animal skins, and quickly shouted, "Help! Help!"
"What's going on with you?"
Fang Xing approached curiously.
