Chapter Fifty-two
Calling for assistance
Smiling slightly, he said, "The sooner we finish the job, the better." Although Jaw Long wanted to avoid saying that, he knew they would ultimately arrive at that conclusion.
"Of course, it doesn't matter anyway," Gan Hu said cynically.
{A cave on the outskirts of Ma Liu City.}
While the wolves deliberated on Jun Mey's fate, the lone surviving hunter from the Jig's massacre, hid in a cave to recover. Looking at his bleeding injuries and other brutal cuts on his body, Huo Jin cursed, "Damn it!" He continued in an angry-drawl voice, "I've been trying to recover, but it seems that this wound is so severe that I can't even heal myself." Huo Jin complained as he flung different herbs and medicines he deemed useless.
Upon looking at the herbs, Huo Jin glanced at his severed arm. His severed arm still showed white bones and blood. This condition made his expression ugly, and his veins bulged.
