Perhaps Catherine's wounds had been bandaged, because the group of fierce warriors from Tiger Stone Mountain escorted her away.

Joey breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the group was about to leave. After all, being around such a group of people with superb fighting skills always made him feel uncomfortable.

Humans are always like this: when faced with danger, they yearn for divine intervention; once the danger is over, they only hope that these divine soldiers will disappear as well. This contradictory mentality was especially pronounced among ancient emperors of the past.

Joey reached into his pocket, ready to take out the legendary gold coin and examine it closely to satisfy his curiosity.

But just as he reached into his coat, Catherine's haughty, sweet voice rang out from the crowd: "Hey, you there, would you like to come with me?"

"Who? Who are you talking about?"

Joey was taken aback by these words. He looked up and glanced around, and finally asked hesitantly, "Lady Catherine, are you talking about me?"

"Yes, I'm talking about you. Are you willing?"

Catherine spoke in a completely commanding tone, not at all like she was asking Joey a question.

“Um… um… um, my name is Joey, Joey Brown, you…”

Joey was thinking of introducing herself first. After all, being chosen by a beautiful, rich, and fair-skinned woman who, at least for now, didn't seem like a naive and innocent girl, made her feel a little smug.

However, before he could finish speaking, Catherine interrupted him.

"I'm not interested in your name. I'm just asking if you'd like to come with me."

Catherine's tone was already showing signs of impatience.

"Lady Catherine, this boy is just an ordinary farmer. Why would you want to bring him along? Your father will definitely be unhappy when he finds out!"

Seeing that Catherine was getting impatient, Puff quickly leaned over and whispered a few words of advice.

"An ordinary farmer couldn't possibly kill two orcs by himself. Father might even praise me for having a discerning eye!"

Catherine completely ignored what Puff said. She had witnessed Joey's entire slaying of the orc with her own eyes. Although Joey's combat skills were not as good as Puff's, he was definitely a good warrior.

After hearing Catherine's words, Puff said nothing more. He knew this lady's temperament well; you could only do as she said, or you would only make yourself miserable if you angered her.

Joey, who was not far away, pursed his lips at Catherine's somewhat impolite question, but he still replied in a respectful tone, "My dear Lady Catherine, it is my greatest honor to have your favor, and I am willing to follow you!"

After he finished speaking, he even bowed to Catherine.

A true man can bend and stretch. Being noticed by a rich and beautiful woman is always a good thing. If you want to climb up, you need a ladder, and Catherine is a good one. When you're trying to get close to someone, you have to seize every opportunity.

Catherine was satisfied with Joey's answer, nodded slightly, and turned to continue on her way.

"Lady Catherine, I still need to give some instructions. Please go ahead, I'll be there shortly!"

Joey glanced at the corpses lying haphazardly on the ground—the workers' and the orcs'—and thought he still had to deal with them.

Although he could hardly be considered a great philanthropist, he was certainly not a fool who couldn't distinguish right from wrong. He had spent two months with these workers, so he had to help them collect the bodies.

When Catherine heard Joey's words, she simply waved her hand casually, which was taken as tacit approval of his request.

"Hey, big bearded guy, time to get to work!"

As Joey watched Catherine walk away, he started calling out to the bearded man to get to work.

"What do you want, Joey?"

The bearded man hadn't even put down his pickaxe when he walked straight to Joey's side.

"Dig a hole, this time we need to dig a bigger one!"

Joey looked at the dozens of corpses of his coworkers, and his voice grew heavier.

"good!"

The bearded man responded and picked up his pickaxe to go to the pit meant for three people, intending to dig it bigger.

"I'll help too!"

After hearing what Joey said, Will understood Joey's idea and took the initiative to join the digging team.

There were also six or seven able-bodied workers on the battlefield who spontaneously returned to help dig the pit.

This is also human nature, a kind of innate goodness. Even in this strange world, some things have not changed.

"Alright, bring the body over here!"

After everyone dug the pit, Joey arranged for a few people to start moving the corpses. The workers' corpses were carefully placed one by one, while the orc corpses were piled up in another open space, which was already covered with dry firewood.

The workers were the only ones who deserved to be buried in peace; as for the orcs, burning them alive was already the greatest act of kindness.

After working for a while, Joey suddenly walked alone towards the foreman's tent.

The empty tent was completely bare; the foreman was gone, and so was the purse.

"You ran really fast! You still haven't paid half of your wages. I'll remember that!"

Joey muttered something, then came out of the tent again and walked straight toward Will.

Will was talking to several workers about the aftermath of the deceased workers, and someone still needed to follow up on the arrangements.

"Will, you saw what happened today. All I want now is to get back to my hometown, take my wife and kids, and get away from this awful place!"

"Will, it's not that I don't want to help, I'm just so scared, my legs are still weak!"

“Will, I told you a long time ago that I came from Volcano Island and I don’t know these people at all, let alone their families!”

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