Just as Leo Ray had made up his mind.
The white-haired old man at the head of the group addressed Estelle's father on the bed, "Logan, don't think I'm a nagging old man, but even though your leg is broken, you've had plenty of rest already.
Those soldiers from the mine defense team might still come to get you back to work, and by then, things could get very serious, and blood might be shed!"
"Village head, I want to go back too, but..."
At this point, Estelle's father tried to prop himself up to get off the bed but failed to stand steady after several attempts. The broken leg wrapped in tattered cloth was seeping blood.
Just at that moment, there was a sudden dense sound of footsteps outside the house.
"Are they finally here?"
Noticing this, Leo Ray nodded slightly.
About ten minutes ago, Taylor had reported that a small team consisting of Tier 2 strangers was heading towards the direction of the wooden house.
Presumably, these people were the so-called mine defense team.
