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"Is there anything else you want to know?" The Middle-aged Man, hearing the sound of the bowstring being drawn, couldn't help but admire the other person's caution once again. At this moment, he still refused to give him any opportunity.
"I want to know where your lair is."
"Lair?" The Middle-aged Man was taken aback. "Why do you want to know that?"
"I have my reasons. You just need to answer," Lufan said calmly.
Seeing that Lufan was unwilling to respond, the Middle-aged Man smiled. "Those people are like brothers who have fought alongside me. Although I'm not a good person, do you think I would betray my brothers?"
Lufan scoffed, "Does scum talk about loyalty?"
"Even the worst people have companions." This time, the Middle-aged Man did not get angry. "Where there is light, there is darkness, and those in the dark need to unite to survive."
"Quite noble of you," Lufan said as he pulled the bowstring back to its maximum tension. "Since you don't want to talk, then die!"
As he was about to release the bowstring, the Middle-aged Man suddenly said, "Before I die, can I ask you for one thing?"
"You can say it; I'll consider it based on the situation."
"Can you spare my Daughter? I promised my wife I would take care of her."
"Then you really are letting your wife down. It's disgusting what she has become. Sorry, but no; she must die!"
The middle-aged man was not surprised; instead, he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. "I thought so too. She brought this upon herself. Come on, dying at your hands wouldn't tarnish my reputation as the Black-hearted Tiger."
Faced with the middle-aged man's calmness, Lufan did not hesitate at all. He relaxed his fingers, and an arrow shot forward.
Swish!
The arrow landed two feet away from the middle-aged man, embedding itself in the ground, having completely missed its target.
Middle-aged man: …
Everyone: …
A strange silence fell over the scene. Facing the crowd's incredulous expressions, Lufan remained composed. He shrugged and said, "Don't look at me like that; I've never used a bow and arrow before. A little deviation is normal."
A little deviation? That was a huge miss, brother! The distance was so close, yet you managed to miss by that much; you must be something else, everyone silently complained.
"What should we do now?" Miko asked weakly.
"Very simple, just try a few more times," Lufan said as he nocked another arrow.
Try a few more times? The others looked at the middle-aged man with pity in their eyes. A peak Fourth Rank powerhouse had to wait like this, not knowing which arrow would be his last. It was undoubtedly a form of torment.
"Hahaha! So you have things you're not good at too!" The middle-aged man suddenly burst into laughter. Since their confrontation began, Lufan had been putting increasing pressure on him, to the point where he felt as if Lufan could do anything. Now that he realized Lufan was just an ordinary person after all, he couldn't help but laugh heartily.
In the end, the Middle-aged Man fell to Lufan's arrows, the third arrow piercing directly through his throat and severing his spinal cord. If he hadn't died from that, he would have been a deity rather than a Martial Cultivator.
After defeating the enemy, Lufan couldn't help but collapse onto the ground, gasping for breath. Although he appeared uninjured, the mental and physical strain from the battle had been immense. By the end, he was barely holding on, and now that the threat was eliminated, he could no longer keep it together.
The other five looked at Lufan with mixed emotions—curiosity, shock, but mostly gratitude.
They had witnessed how this seemingly weak youth used his intelligence to gradually wear down the Middle-aged Man's strength, narrowing the gap between them.
The peril involved was beyond what could be expressed in just a few words; any slight misstep could have led to utter destruction and death.
Fortunately, he succeeded in not only killing an extremely powerful enemy but also saving them all, filling their hearts with appreciation.
After resting briefly and feeling some recovery of strength, Lufan began to stand up. They were not yet completely safe and needed to quickly move the injured into a cave; otherwise, if a Primordial Beast showed up unexpectedly, it would be disastrous.
The others had no objections to his suggestion. However, during the moving process, Lufan encountered some minor troubles. The two men were fine; they could simply carry the injured and toss them into the cave. But when it came to the three women, he could tell from their expressions that if he dared to do that, he would definitely face serious trouble afterward.
Standing in front of Duanmu Xue, Lufan felt a bit of a headache: "Sister Leader, what should we do?"
Duanmu Xue's face turned slightly red as she pushed the responsibility back onto Lufan: "I don't care; you figure it out!"
After hesitating for a moment, Lufan sighed: "Then I apologize in advance; please don't hit me afterward."
He then bent down and carefully lifted Duanmu Xue, being cautious not to touch her injuries as he made his way toward the cave.
Duanmu Xue's face turned even redder as she lowered her head, too shy to look up. There was no trace of the demeanor of a queen; only when Lufan set her down did she softly say thank you.
Lufan smiled and then went to bring the Twin sisters inside. Milan was even more bashful than Duanmu Xue, her face as red as an apple, not daring to utter a word.
In contrast, the usually lively Miko was completely different. Upon seeing Lufan approach, she wore an expression that seemed to say, "Hurry and hug me!" When she was lifted into his arms, her eyes squinted with joy.
After moving this group of injured individuals into the cave, he also brought back all their weapons, including the Middle-aged Man's Long Sword.
"Alright, you all should focus on healing for now. At this rate, if any enemies come again, I won't be able to hold them off," Lufan said after checking that nothing was left behind.
The five of them felt a bit awkward; they were supposed to be the ones protecting Lufan, yet in the end, he had single-handedly saved them. They couldn't help but feel a little ashamed.
However, there was no need for excessive thanks; it was enough to keep it in their hearts. The most important thing now was to recover from their injuries as quickly as possible. They had kept their healing medicine in their packs inside the cave, and now they finally had the chance to take it out. After swallowing the medicine, everyone began to circulate their internal energy to heal.
Lufan also swallowed a healing pill and silently circulated his internal energy to recover from the internal injuries caused by the Middle-aged Man's punch while also storing some internal strength for emergencies.
For a moment, the cave fell silent, with only the Heaven and Earth Vital Energy fluctuating.
After half an hour, Lufan finished his cultivation; his injuries had fully healed. Just as he wanted to stretch a bit, he suddenly heard voices coming from afar and was taken aback.
Seeing that everyone inside was still focused on healing, he didn't want to disturb them. Instead, he took out his dagger and quietly stepped outside the cave, then used Lingbo Weibu to float toward the direction of the sounds he had just heard.
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