Nan Quanyou still worried: "What kind of talk is that, girl? Are you trying to give your dad a heart attack?"
"Can I afford that? If I upset you to death, where in the world can I find a new daddy?" Nan Feng replied, laughing.
A burly man nearby said: "Brother Quanyou, your daughter is back, no need to worry. Just look what game meat she managed to knock down. That sack is heavy, must be good stuff."
Nan Feng, once again slinging the jute sack on her back said: "Dad, let's go home and eat meat!"
"Fine, let's go home then. I'm at my wits' end with you," Nan Quanyou said helplessly.
After a few steps, Nan Feng turned to look at the edge of the village again.
Two strong men were still guarding there aimlessly. They were treating the guard duty like a joke, and if the mountain bandits came, they'd be the first to die.
Nan Feng suddenly thought that she should do something.
