Chapter 105: The Mo Family Is Still Waiting for You to Return

Chapter 105: The Mo Family Is Still Waiting for You to Return

Upon hearing Peng Wang's agreement, everyone heaved a sigh of relief.

The women from the Fang and Xie families hurried over to console them, hoping they could put the matter behind them.

None of the Mo family ladies had expected that, despite only having received some favors from the Mo family, the Fang and Xie families would stand up for them in their time of need.

Indeed, adversity reveals true friendship – this adage was not just empty words, as it was now playing out before their eyes.

Amidst their relief, the elderly Lady Mo grew more worried about the safety of Mo Jiuya and He Zhiran.

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With concern for her family weighing on her heart, He Zhiran grew increasingly eager to leave this place.

After all, they were in a valley, and she had no idea which direction led to an exit. She now regretted not asking the black-clad man about the way out when she was interrogating him.

Now that all the black-clad men were dead, He Zhiran could only circle around the foot of the mountain, hoping to find a way out.

As she struggled to push through the thorns and advance, a massive figure suddenly emerged before her.

It was a black bear.

He Zhiran's first thought was that one couldn't confront such a creature head-on; the best course would be to climb a tree first and then act.

Just as He Zhiran had found a suitable tall tree and was about to ascend, she realized that the black bear wasn't heading in her direction.

From about a hundred meters away, Zhou Laoba spotted her instantly.

"He, hide quickly! This black bear is incredibly strong, don't let it hurt you."

Perhaps because Zhou Laoba was being extremely cautious to avoid attracting the bear, He Zhiran didn't notice him at first.

Upon hearing his familiar voice, she saw Zhou Laoba sprawled on a swaying tree, struggling to call out to her.

He Zhiran promptly warned, "That tree is about to break, don't move around."

From Zhou Laoba's dire predicament, it was clear that he had been under the bear's watch for quite some time.

Moreover, He Zhiran was well aware that an ordinary person like her would certainly not be a match for the black bear.

To protect Zhou Laoba from harm, she swiftly climbed up a tall tree, retrieved a repeating crossbow from her space, and aimed at the black bear's left eye before releasing an arrow.

The arrow struck its mark perfectly, hitting the bear's left eye.

Without pausing, He Zhiran aimed at the bear's right eye and fired a second arrow.

In agony, the black bear went into a frenzy, blindly feeling its way to the tree where Zhou Laoba was hiding and shaking it violently.

Seeing that the branch Zhou Laoba was lying on was cracking, He Zhiran hastily jumped down from the tree, pulled out a Swiss Army knife, and lunged at the black bear.

With all its attention focused on Zhou Laoba, the bear inadvertently provided He Zhiran with an opportunity.

Swiftly and precisely, He Zhiran's knife slashed at the black bear's neck.

The bear grew even more frenzied, blindly charging towards He Zhiran.

Zhou Laoba, witnessing this, cried out in alarm, "S-Small..."

The word "heart" was still on his lips when he tumbled down from the tree.

Despite his bodily pain, Zhou Laoba drew his broadsword from his waist and desperately swung it at the black bear.

He Zhiran was skilled in combat; though unable to counterattack the bear immediately, she was agile enough to dodge its strikes.

Unfortunately, Zhou Laoba wasn't as fortunate.

Blind, the bear relied solely on its sense of touch to attack the nearest target.

Just as He Zhiran caught her breath and prepared to strike the bear again, one of its massive paws slapped down on Zhou Laoba's shoulder.

Though in excruciating pain, Zhou Laoba didn't evade.

He understood that diverting the bear's attention to himself was the only chance for He Zhiran to escape.

As the bear continued its assault, he yelled, "He, run! The Mo family is still waiting for you to return."

At this critical moment, how could He Zhiran abandon him?

She knew in her heart that the wounded bear was now on its last legs; even if she didn't act, it would eventually bleed to death.

Without hesitation, He Zhiran raised her saber and struck again at the bear's original wound.

Blood splattered everywhere, spattering her body and face.

The bear's head instantly slumped to one side, rendering it incapable of further combat.

It staggered for a moment before crashing heavily to the ground with a thud.

Seeing the bear fall, Zhou Laoba's legs weakened, and he plopped down onto the ground, gasping for air.

Despite this, he still managed to inquire about He Zhiran's well-being.

"How are you? Did it hurt you anywhere?"

He Zhiran waved her hand dismissively. "I'm fine."

On the other hand, He Zhiran had witnessed firsthand as Zhou Laoba was swatted by the bear's massive paw. She suspected his injuries were not insignificant.

"Let me see you move your shoulder."

Following her instructions, Zhou Laoba instantly winced in pain.

Only then did he realize how forceful the blow from the black bear had been.

He Zhiran surmised that Zhou Laoba might have suffered a bone injury.

Approaching him with confidence, she gently felt the injured area through his clothes.

"There's some dislocation in your joint, but fortunately, it's only one spot."

This was better than He Zhiran had anticipated. The bear's injury must have affected its strength; otherwise, Zhou Laoba would have undoubtedly suffered a severe fracture from that single swipe.

Being so close to He Zhiran again, Zhou Laoba's heart pounded wildly.

To hide his discomfort, he kept his head bowed throughout.

Unaware of Zhou Laoba's thoughts, He Zhiran seized the moment of his distraction and skillfully realigned his bone.

Zhou Laoba gasped in unexpected pain, uttering a muffled groan.

At the same time, his facial expression twisted in agony, taking on a rather menacing appearance due to the sudden pain.

Upon seeing Zhou Laoba's expression, He Zhiran's mind immediately conjured up the image of Mo Jiuya severely injured.

With a huge gash in his lower abdomen, he had managed to remain calm and jump off the cliff alongside her.

If not for their timely entry into the spatial realm, Mo Jiuya might have fought to the death to ensure her safe landing.

Even before he passed out, he hadn't so much as furrowed his brow.

Reflecting on this, He Zhiran felt a burning sensation on her face, for reasons unknown.

Just as she was lost in her thoughts, Zhou Laoba spoke up.

"Why didn't I see Mo Jiuya with you?"

He Zhiran quickly pulled herself back to reality.

"He's injured and not very mobile. I plan to find the exit and then take him with me."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Laoba struggled to stand up.

"I know the way out. I'll help you carry him."

Given that Mo Jiuya was in the same space, how could He Zhiran possibly allow Zhou Laoba to accompany her?

"You're injured too. Let me stabilize your wounds first. I'll go fetch him on my own."

With that, He Zhiran turned around, searched for several evenly-sized branches, and skillfully bound Zhou Laoba's injuries with smooth vines.

Having done all this, to prevent Zhou Laoba from following, He Zhiran immediately headed back in the direction they had come from.