Wow, this rough-around-the-edges pregnant wife is something else, she's incredibly ruthless!

"what happened?"

Seeing Lu Yan's panicked expression, Meng Tong stood up, took her hand, and asked in a low voice.

After taking two deep breaths, the little one looked up at Meng Tong and said, "Mother, that person is gone."

"No one is alive?"

After a pause of a second, Meng Tong realized that Lu Yan was referring to the masked man.

"My wife, I'll go take a look."

"Okay, I'll go with you." Meng Tong placed the towel in her hand on the back of the chair and touched Lu Yan's little face to comfort her. "Stay here and help your mother watch the pot. Your father and I will go check on it and come right back."

"Okay, Mother and Father, please be careful."

"Ah."

Patting the little guy's head, Meng Tong casually tied her hair up with a cloth strip, then followed Lu Chuan towards a low house not far from the small square.

This used to be a place where pigs were kept by building stones, but now it's used to keep people by building stones.

Pushing open the tightly closed wooden door, Lu Chuan saw a rope that had been pulled apart on the ground, and a pool of dried blood.

Lu Chuan squatted down and picked up the rope from the ground. He glanced at it casually and could see the marks of it being cut.

"How's it going? Did you find anything?"

Slipping sideways to Lu Chuan's right, Meng Tong's gaze fell on the rope in his hand.

The woman's face remained calm and expressionless, revealing no emotion whatsoever.

Lu Chuan turned and handed the rope to Meng Tong. A strange light flashed in the man's deep, dark eyes, and then it was as if he was sinking into a quagmire, getting deeper and deeper.

A warm breeze swept by, and Lu Chuan slowly closed his eyes, his nose twitching slightly, as an unfamiliar scene appeared in his mind.

The camera angle is very low, and what you see is mostly newly sprouted grass and various withered branches and fallen leaves. If you step on it, half of your vision will disappear.

As Lu Chuan walked slowly forward, he saw, through the perspective of a rabbit in the forest, three men in black discussing something under a large tree.

They were all wearing masks, so their faces were obscured and their plots were also unclear.

But as time went by, the three of them started moving toward the rabbit.

Lu Chuan's gaze flickered, and he saw a man they were carrying on a wooden frame. Although he couldn't make out his face, Lu Chuan knew that this was the masked man.

Slowly opening his eyes, Lu Chuan turned to Meng Tong and whispered, "Wife, I'm going to the mountains. You go home and look after the children."

"You've found him."

Meng Tong looked up at him. Although she was a little curious about how he found it, she nodded and replied gently, "Okay, be careful."

"Ah."

Holding Meng Tong's hand, the man led her out of the stone house and back to the wooden house before turning and walking into the forest.

Meng Tong glanced at him, then turned and took the spatula from Lu Yan's hand. The little guy had already ladled the cooked tomato and egg mixture into a bowl and was now stir-frying cured meat.

"Mother, what is Father doing in the mountains? Will it be dangerous?"

"It's alright." Patting the little guy's worried head, Meng Tong replied gently, "He'll be back in a bit. You go in and play with Huai'er and the others for a while. Mommy will cook first."

"No, Yan'er will stay here with Mother."

Sitting next to Meng Tong, the little girl was incredibly well-behaved. A smile of satisfaction spread across Meng Tong's face as he lowered his head and gently kissed the little girl's forehead.

……

Deep in the mountains.

The lush, green trees blocked out the sunlight. Under a towering tree, three men in black were anxiously watching the man on the wooden stretcher.

He looked exactly like the masked man who had escaped from the stone house.

The man looked very haggard; his face was almost bloodless, and even faintly bluish.

"What should we do? He's very weak right now. Would it be dangerous if we just carried him back without proper care...?"

"But we can't stay! That couple isn't good people, especially the woman. If they find out that the woman has been rescued, they'll probably come after us."

They chatted back and forth, the two who were clearly of lower status than the silent man in the middle, their exposed eyes glancing at him almost imperceptibly.

The man didn't speak, but his sinister eyes were fixed on the masked man lying on the ground.

His Highness had instructed that Mu Chen must be brought back no matter what, but given the current situation... the man was caught in a dilemma.

They had personally experienced the dangers of the prison mountain; even without him, it would be difficult to get out, let alone now…

"Sir, what should we do? Should we..."

The man on the left raised his hand in a throat-slitting gesture, and before he could respond, the other man shoved him hard.

"What are you saying! This is someone His Highness personally selected to be brought back."

"But now it's no different for him to be alive or dead, is it? This kid is just a little..."

"Shut up."

A deep, cold voice rang out, and the man who had been silent all along gave the two of them a cold glance.

Then he slowly stood up, his eyes glancing almost imperceptibly towards the southwest.

Gripping the longsword at his waist, the man said, "Come out! Since you're here, why not meet me and let me see your face?"

With a few rustling sounds, the three men in black gripped their long swords and moved southwest, ignoring the masked man on the ground.

Hidden behind a tall tree, Lu Chuan watched the three figures grow smaller and smaller in the distance. A murderous glint flashed in his dark eyes, and in just a few breaths, he teleported to the man lying on the ground.

Whether it was the oppressive feeling of death or the fact that he was supposed to wake up, Mu Chen slightly opened his heavy eyelids and focused his pupils on the head that appeared above him.

"You are... um."

Before the fear had subsided, Lu Chuan covered the man's mouth and nose with his large hand, and then the man's eyes began to flash with a strange light.

Despite his best efforts, the masked man lying on the ground was still unable to break free, and even felt his body getting heavier and heavier.

As his consciousness slowly faded, his mental world was completely controlled by Lu Chuan.

The man acted with great force, his consciousness dominating Mu Chen's mind, seeing everything about him clearly.

Even the most wicked glimmer in one's heart has nowhere to hide.

Within minutes, the man was bleeding from all seven orifices, his expression contorted in pain, but Lu Chuan's hand covering his mouth and nose remained still.

When the person was put down again, they had been gone for a while. The change from fear to peace was all orchestrated by Lu Chuan.

Lu Chuan glanced at the three people who were no longer visible in the southwest direction, then stood up, bent over, and flew out in a few quick steps.

A wild boar was running through the jungle, occasionally turning its head to glance at the three idiots behind it, which excited the boar.

It's been a long time since anyone played with it.

"Stop! Quickly, shoot this wild boar with arrows. Damn it, I haven't eaten pork in ages, I have to have a big meal today."

"What are you doing! Hurry up and chase after them!"

As if possessed, the three of them relentlessly pursued the wild boar.

Lu Chuan, who was following behind, stood on a big tree, holding the bow and arrows they had dropped.

The man calmly aimed, one arrow at a time, each one aimed straight at the heart.

In reality, they hadn't run very far; it was just that their consciousness had been interfered with by Lu Chuan, and they were just circling around a tree.