Chapter 316: Meeting

Ancient proverbs say, "From poor mountains and bad waters come crafty people."

This sentence isn't meant to be ironic, but simply states when a person is in a dire situation and their living environment is severely limited, in order to survive, they inevitably resort to some malicious means.

At this moment, Huang Pudgy must be considered a crafty person, laboring step by step within the endless deep woods. The fresh blood in his mouth kept spurting out uncontrollably, his body covered in knife wounds, and he had to fend off the ferocious beasts of the forest now and then, one could say he had walked into a dead end.

"Huang Uncle, are we going to die?"

Ye Yueling was the little girl's name, her face smeared with dirt, obscuring her features, yet when her eyes twinkled, one could see the mist of tears forming.

"Heh heh!"