These three people were inhumane! How could they send a newcomer like him to a place like the swamp? Did they want him to die? Or did they want him to be half-dead?
Could he choose not to go?
"Second Brother…"
"Zhiyi, bring him there."
An Jiuyue interrupted him before he could plead for mercy again. She glanced at An Zhiyi and instructed him.
"Okay."
An Zhiyi did not waste any more time. He tugged Fu Ming's arm and pulled him out of the tent, unconcerned about what he was shouting.
"You went to chop the Eternal Black Vines?"
An Jiuyue had already treated Qian Jiyun's wound and bandaged it before looking at the Eternal Black Vines thrown in a corner.
According to Wei Na, dealing with these black vines was challenging. Moreover, they had to grow in specific places. They were useless if they did not grow in good locations.
It was evident that Qian Jiyun and the other two had spent a lot of effort chopping them.
