Big White was quite well-behaved, sitting next to Hannah and occasionally pecking at her clothes with his beak,

straightening out the wrinkles on her clothes.

This was an obsessive-compulsive Big White goose.

About ten minutes later, Gregory Lawrence came up.

He knocked on the door as agreed upon and then announced his name before Hannah opened the door for him.

In some ways, Gregory Lawrence was indeed very cautious.

Perhaps it was a result of being "chased" too often that he had accumulated such expertise.

"What happened downstairs?"

Hannah closed the door again.

Gregory Lawrence had run upstairs, his breathing a bit heavy, his clothes also stained with blood.

He sat down on a chair and waved his hand, "It’s Old Campbell’s son... he’s come back..."

Hannah walked over and sat down, "And then?"

If it were just Old Campbell’s son returning, there wouldn’t be such a commotion downstairs.

Gregory Lawrence took a moment to steady his breath, "He’s injured, badly injured, his back, his legs, they’re all torn and bitten."

Those wounds, even looking at them made him wince in pain.

Hannah frowned, "Is he still alive?"

Gregory Lawrence nodded, "His life was saved."

He had been shocked himself when he first went downstairs.

Around fifteen hunters were gathered, and Old Campbell’s son was lying on a stretcher. Although a simple bandage had been applied, the blood still kept flowing out.

On the stretcher, the floor, even the path they had taken, all was stained with blood.

Not the bright red kind of bloodstain, but one tinged with black.

As if poisoned.

The only consolation was probably that Old Campbell’s son’s complexion looked relatively normal.

His breathing was also fairly steady. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

"Old Campbell’s son must have encountered the Split-Tooth Warg," Hannah said, "Split-Tooth Wargs’ saliva and blood contain a very strong corrosive element, which, although it doesn’t cause widespread damage on the table, will prevent the wounds from healing for a long time."

Gregory Lawrence looked up, somewhat surprised, "How do you know so much?"

Hannah rested her chin in her hand and smiled, "Do you think I came to Zone Nine just for fun?"

Traveling from Mocheng to Zone Nine required passing through at least nine cities, and the closer one got to Zone Nine, the more dangerous it became.

Especially the valley between Zone Nine and Tancheng.

It seemed beautiful, but it actually nurtured valley-wide man-eating plants.

If someone didn’t have a mech, it would be very difficult to pass through that man-eating plant area unscathed.

But Hannah came.

Unscathed.

Gregory Lawrence realized later and exclaimed, "Beauty leads astray!"

"Who was led astray?"

Gregory Lawrence replied instinctively, "Me, of course!"

Initially, it was Hannah’s deceptively pretty face that had beguiled him into taking people and running away together.

Hannah looked at him, the lights flickering in her eyes, her smile radiant, "So are you complimenting my looks?"

Gregory Lawrence didn’t dare to look into her eyes.

His heartbeat was a bit fast.

He looked at the ceiling and feigned ignorance, "Not at all."

Hannah reigned in her smile, stopped teasing him, and discussed serious matters with him, "Based on what you just said, if it was only Old Campbell’s son who was injured, not so many people would have followed him here, right?"

According to hunters’ habits, when they went out to carry out tasks, they mostly did so solo, or in teams not larger than three.

But Gregory Lawrence had said there were quite a few hunters downstairs.

At least fifteen or sixteen.

It was a bit strange.

Gregory Lawrence didn’t keep him in suspense, "It is strange indeed, because according to those hunters, Old Campbell’s son was injured in Zone Nine?"