Therefore, the first words Li Xinzhai said were not thanks, but after he and Hua Wuxin subconsciously took a few steps back, he asked vigilantly: "Who are you and why did you save us?"
But after seeing this strange South Vietnamese soldier smile kindly, he explained: "My purpose in saving you is not simple. I want to see Mo Yu. I know he came here with you."
Li Xinzhai and Hua Wuxin exchanged a puzzled look, and then Li Xinzhai asked, "He never mentioned you before. I wonder what your name is?"
The South Vietnamese soldier remained silent, unwilling to reveal any details. "Just because he didn't mention it doesn't mean we don't know him. If you do me a favor, I'll find a way to get what you want. If you're unwilling, that's fine too. I'll just give a shout now, and the experts guarding the artillery near the granary will find us in a heartbeat."
The light in Li Xinzhai's eyes darkened. If he wasn't worried about being discovered by the masters guarding the artillery, the murderous aura around him would have covered everything in a layer of frost. "Are you threatening me?"
The South Vietnamese soldier, seemingly unfazed and unperturbed, stood with his hands behind his back, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Yes, the threat is you."
Li Xinzhai pondered for a moment before sheathing his weapon. However, from his understanding of Mo Yu, this person's temperament certainly matched his style of friendship. Besides preferring friends with eccentric personalities and bold behaviors, once Mo Yu had chosen someone as his friend, he would always gift them a treasured item to express his sincerity. If what this person said was true, he must have something that belonged to Mo Yu.
"You said you knew him, but can you provide evidence?"
After Hua Wuxin took the token that the soldier said Mo Yu had given him from Li Xinzhai's hand, his face was full of shock and disbelief.
Li Xinzhai was confused and asked again: "...You, you really know him?"
The soldier was very determined, even with a hint of pride on his face as he said, "This thing can't be faked."
"No, I just feel that these teeth seem a little..." Before Hua Wuxin could express his thoughts with a troubled look on his face, Li Xinzhai interrupted him as if he suddenly thought of something.
"No, no, no, don't tell me, he really is capable of such a thing. If I remember correctly, he once told me that he gave his fallen front tooth to a little girl."
At this point, the crux of the matter is obvious. Mo Yu did give away one of his front teeth after his teeth changed, but unfortunately, the person who received this gift was a little girl. To be more serious, that person could be considered Mo Yu's first love.
After all, as a mountain king who rarely sees people, especially people of the same age, it is inevitable that he will develop an inexplicable liking for someone who dares to touch him or even challenge his status as the mountain king when he meets him for the first time.
After hearing the information that these black markets could not and could not possibly collect no matter how hard they tried, Hua Wuxin said with great admiration, "Tsk tsk tsk, Brother Mo is truly an amazing person."
Li Xinzhai tried hard to recall the incident, which happened so long ago that some details were impossible to recall. He then said, "Don't get me wrong, he can be quite stubborn sometimes. If I remember correctly, the little girl got irritated by Mo Yu, either because he was too sharp-tongued or too mischievous. In a rage, she punched him and knocked out his front teeth."
While speaking, Li Xinzhai observed the soldier's expression very carefully. He looked like he had no idea about the matter, as if it had nothing to do with him at all.
Seeing this, Li Xinzhai became more cautious. Still defending himself, he continued, "I don't know if that person has read too many novels, but he forced his front teeth into someone else's mouth before running away. Furthermore, this happened so long ago, I'm not really sure whether the person was a man or a woman."
After all, strictly speaking, who said that someone with long hair and a pretty little skirt had to be a woman? It was mainly because the person's eyes were too determined. Li Xinzhai had seen a lot of the world, and from the person's body movements, expression, and tone, it was difficult to tell whether he was lying or telling the truth.
After hearing all this, the South Vietnamese soldiers were furious: "How come I didn't know about this!"
After Hua Wuxin returned the front tooth to the soldier, he asked, "Why are you so excited? Isn't this front tooth your 'trophy'?"
"Damn it! Besides me, there was another woman who had his front teeth. I shouldn't have saved him then!"
Just as the South Vietnamese soldier finished speaking, there was a faint sound of footsteps outside the door. If Li Xinzhai had not been in full defense mode, he probably wouldn't have noticed such a subtle sound. "Someone is coming, be quiet!"
...Mo Yu followed the secret markings left by Li Xinzhai all the way and, somewhat unexpectedly, arrived near the granary. After confirming that the markings completely disappeared in front of an abandoned house not far from the granary, Mo Yu cautiously pushed open the door.
Mo Yu was attacked as soon as he entered the house. After seeing the weapon used by the despicable villain who attacked him, the gloom on Mo Yu's face was immediately swept away: "Why are you here? It's so hard for me to find you!"
Li Xinzhai saw that it was Mo Yu, so he quickly withdrew his attack and then took several steps back without saying a word. As Mo Yu advanced, he retreated, and in short, they maintained a relatively stable distance between them.
Mo Yu looked at the three people in the room and asked in confusion, "Why are you all looking at me like that? Also, is this person a prisoner?"
After a moment of silence, Li Xinzhai could only squeeze out two words: "Scumbag."
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After seeing the dazzling light in the eyes of the South Vietnamese soldier when he saw Mo Yu, and seeing Mo Yu's indifference towards him, Li Xinzhai immediately decided: "Brother, I agree to all the conditions you just mentioned. Don't worry, I swear!"
"There's no need for swearing. After all, that's just talk. Actual action is all that matters," the young South Vietnamese soldier added. "But first, I'm South Vietnamese, so I won't kill my own generals. So, you guys should handle some things yourselves. As for the artillery, I'll have my own way after nightfall. It's already daylight, and the town isn't safe. You should leave first. We'll meet here at midnight tonight."
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