He stared at Jin Zijin's triumphant smile, his split teeth, and the blood filling his mouth making him look exceptionally ferocious.
Jin Zijin's eyes darkened, and he scoffed coldly, "Your tongue has been cut, but it's an easy task to find out who you are. Let go, and I won't kill you."
The wild man uncle was dead set on not letting go, glaring at Jin Zijin with eyes full of hatred, wishing he could drink his blood and eat his flesh.
Such a gaze made Jin Zijin feel increasingly heavy-hearted.
He recalled those few... It seemed they all could have ended up like this!
He lifted his other leg and kicked fiercely at the wild man uncle, who was hit in the chest, spit out a mouthful of blood, and was sent flying a good distance.
Having freed himself, Jin Zijin turned back and took a deep look at Gu Youyou before turning without hesitation and chasing after the man who was fleeing.
This day, the quiet mountain forest was destined to be unrestful.
