But three miles away it was a different village, five miles away there were different customs.
There were many strange things in this world.
Lei Zhonglian pulled his surprised gaze away and focused on Miss Jun.
Miss Jun was being carried on this man’s back. That indicated that she could not walk herself.
She was injured on the mountains.
"Young Lady," he shouted, rushing forward to get her.
"These are your family’s people?" the woodcutter asked again.
"Yes, these are my family’s people," Miss Jun affirmed.
When he heard Miss Jun’s confirmation, Lei Zhonglian walked even quicker, but the man raised a hand at him.
"Slow down." His eyes were sharp. "Money in exchange for the person."
This time, his words were much clearer than before, but he was still biting onto the branch.
What?
Lei Zhonglian and Fang Chengyu’s expressions immediately changed.
Was he a kidnapper or a mountain bandit?
