It was a man in gray clothes who also wore a bamboo hat. He had a short knife on his waist. The blade of the knife was made of black iron. It seemed to be worth a lot of money. At least it was not something that poor people like Bai Shan and Bai Miaochan could afford.

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Bai Shan instinctively grasped the hatchet as if he was "frightened", took two steps back, and shouted in pretending to be frightened: "You, you, you... who are you?"

The man in gray looked at his face, and after confirming the target, he didn't say much, let out a ferocious laugh, and immediately drew his knife and rushed towards him.

Baishan rolled over in a hurry, not even bothering to grab the firewood on the ground, and ran into the depths of the forest in a panic.

The man in gray is like a cat playing with a mouse, following behind him unhurriedly.

The two of them walked in tandem and soon reached the depths of the Black Wind Forest.

A river in the dense forest blocked the way to Baishan, and the boy turned back in a hurry.

The man in gray gave a weird laugh and struck with his sword again.

Suddenly, his movements stopped for a moment.

Because...the prey he was chasing suddenly underwent strange changes.

The young man took off his bamboo hat, threw it away, lowered his head, said nothing, and stood in the autumn rain with his hair disheveled.

The west wind blew by, revealing his linen clothes that had been soaked and clinging to his body, as well as the muscles under the linen clothes that were as thick as iron, holding up the clothes.

A ferocious aura rose up that ordinary people would never possess.

The man in gray looked at the young man in front of him as if he were looking at a tiger in a barren mountain that preys on people.

He couldn't help but shiver, and goosebumps formed on his skin, but then a strong sense of shame rushed into his heart. Would he be afraid of such a little thing?
Chapter completed!