The meddling old lady caressed the head of the young girl in her hands, her forehead full of chicken-like eyes expressing a sorrowful mood.
"I have another rather excessive request,"
"If you are confident enough, I hope you can bring back the Village Chief's 'Living Human Head' to me. In return, I am willing to give everything I have now, including this old frame of mine."
Watching the head of the young girl in the old lady's arms,
Yi Chen stepped back with his right foot, left hand across his chest, and bowed slightly, "I will do my best... However, before we head to the village, you need to provide the intelligence you have."
"Hmm."
From the old lady's hands, he received a map she had drawn herself of the inner area of the tree wall, including the specific distribution of the village and the church, as well as the villagers' daily patrol times and routes through the woods.
