There were two men who arrived at Mulan’s entrance, gasping for breath. Their names happened to be Four Fires and Six Fires, who had just been severely beaten.

“Pant. Brother, we finally arrived at the village.”

“Damn, that old man... pant, pant.”

They kept gasping as they recalled the moment they had been chased by the white bulldog. A chill went down their spines as they thought about it again.

“That crazy old man unleashed the dog? Pant.”

“Brother, he is a real madman. Pant.”

All the equipment they had been wearing was taken but their potions were always in their inventory. Thus, they were able to escape and regain their health. They fortunately survived but that wasn’t the problem. The monsters in the forest chased after them and threw weapons to hunt them. Since they were close to death, they were forced to run without looking back. That’s how they arrived at Mulan.

“I’m glad I didn’t die as a murderer, Brother.” 

“Yes, that’s true.”

If they had died in the ‘murderer’ state, they would’ve lost their level as well as everything they stole, including...