As they approached, the two little ones who had been running away with Feng Bingwen finally realized what was happening. Looking at the familiar mountain village, the little ones, whose bruises had not yet faded, shuddered and instinctively tried to run away.

"You little brat, where do you think you're going? Behave yourself!"

The outcome of two seven- or eight-year-old children facing a hunter with the courage to go hunting in the mountains is self-evident.

They were caught as soon as they made a move, while Feng Bingwen stood still, not trying to escape, because he saw that several people from the village above had already come out.

Even if he tries to escape, he'll be caught sooner or later. The most important thing is that he's completely unfamiliar with this place and doesn't know which way to go. If he runs into any wild animals in the mountains, he'll be completely wiped out.

"Little thing, you're not running away? You're quite sensible!"

Upon reaching the village entrance, the two men, who had previously appeared honest and kind, revealed their true colors, their previous amiable uncle demeanor completely gone.

"What were you all thinking? You couldn't even tell the kids were safe, and they got away! Luckily we found them, or it would have been a huge problem!"

People from the village came closer, and some of them were faces that Feng Bingwen recognized, which made his heart sink.

The men who abducted him here called them a criminal gang, but that's an underestimation of them. This whole village is involved in human trafficking.

Judging from the number of houses in this mountain village, it's not like their Fengjia Village, which only has a dozen or so households. They estimate there are at least a hundred people here.

"You three little bastards are pretty ruthless. I was worried I wouldn't be able to catch you, but I didn't expect you to come back here after going around in circles. It seems like fate has it."

A man who came out of Nanshan Village walked up to Feng Bingwen and kicked one of the children next to him, sending the small body flying several meters away, where it rolled around on the ground.

"Stone, what are you doing? Why did you hit me so hard?"

The bearded man who brought the man back looked at the young man, who was clearly going for the kill, with some displeasure.

It's not that he cherishes his child so much; it's all money involved, and if he were to beat the child to death, it would be a financial loss.

“These three little bastards beat Da Shan up while he was bringing them food. Da Shan is still unconscious, and it’s questionable whether he will survive.”

The young man called Stone looked resentful, and seemed to have a close relationship with the man who delivered the food.

"What? Such a thing actually happened?"

The two hunters were shocked to hear this. They never expected that the three children they brought back had actually injured someone in the village and escaped.

"Take them back. They must not be let off lightly. Let Boss Qi find a way to deal with them properly!"

The three children were powerless to resist and were taken back to the village. Feng Bingwen was so angry that his teeth ached from biting them, but he could only suppress them by force. What could he do now? He couldn't even kill one of them.

"Boss Qi, we've brought back those three little bastards who injured Da Shan!"

Surrounded by the crowd, Feng Bingwen and two other children were pushed and shoved into the most spacious mansion in the village, where they met the man called Boss Qi.

The Boss Qi, whom these young men revered and respected, was not a particularly fierce and burly man, but a middle-aged man with a gaunt face. He appeared frail, but his sinister appearance instilled fear in people.

Yes, it's the kind of person who, at first glance, gives off the impression of being a bad person, someone with malicious intentions.

"Which of you attacked Dashan? Or did you all attack him together?"

The middle-aged man sitting in the main seat of the mansion asked in a calm tone, as if he were asking about a trivial matter.

"It was Wang Xiaoman and I who fought him together. It had nothing to do with this guy. We were the ones who pulled him away."

The child, who had just been kicked and was slightly hunched over in pain and covered in sweat, stepped forward and, to Feng Bingwen's astonishment, took the blame for him.

"Yes, it was the two of us who fought it together. It has nothing to do with this kid. If it weren't for this burden, Ye Xuan and I would have run away long ago."

Another child, who had been encouraged by Feng Bingwen to run away but failed, also stood up, head held high, and stood in front of Feng Bingwen, showing courage that was not appropriate for his age.

"What nonsense are you spouting?"

At this moment, Feng Bingwen knew he should be patient and cherish their good intentions, but he simply couldn't help himself.

"Hey, that's interesting. They're even eager to admit it. Boss Qi, I think Da Shan was beaten by those three guys together. I think we should deal with them all at once, so they don't have to argue about it."

"Take these two away and break their arms and legs. Boys this big are hard to sell. Let them be beggars and ask for some money. That's putting them to good use!"

With a casual remark, the middle-aged man with a high jaw and thin cheeks decided the fate of his two children.

"Gathering wild plants and breaking branches? If you are caught by the authorities, you will all be cut in half at the waist and your bodies displayed in the marketplace!"

Feng Bingwen felt a fire burning in his chest. This group of scum, worse than animals, were using their adult strength to bully children.

"Kid, you know quite a lot!"

The man called Boss Qi looked at Feng Bingwen, a sinister smile appearing on his gaunt face.

"But you should worry about yourself first! These two lads have been here with me for quite a while now, and they're not capable of running away. You're the one who attacked Dashan, aren't you?"

"So what if it is?"

Feng Bingwen was no longer afraid. In front of this group of scum who didn't treat people like human beings, there was no use in groveling.

"Heh, kid, you've got guts. I'll make you regret ever being born!"

"Dalang!"

At this moment, the side room of the mansion was opened, and a strong sandalwood fragrance wafted into the hall, along with a pungent smell of smoke. With the visible smoke, an old lady with a kind face and holding Buddhist prayer beads walked out.

"mother!"

The middle-aged man, who had been sitting in the head seat and treated human life as worthless, immediately stood up and rushed forward to help the elderly man.

Why did you come out?

"My dear son, I've been fasting these past few days and don't want to see any meat. I hope there won't be any bloodshed here!"

The old man patted his son's hand and made this request.

"Yes, Mother, don't worry, the village won't shed a drop of blood these next few days."

Old Master Qi solemnly assured the old man.

"Now that you say that, I feel relieved."

The old woman glanced at Feng Bingwen, who was pinned down in the hall with an unyielding expression, then slowly turned around and returned to the side room filled with the smell of incense.

The moment the old woman entered, Feng Bingwen caught a glimpse of a white jade Bodhisattva statue. Amidst the swirling smoke, the statue's head was bowed and its brows lowered, exuding compassion.