“No problem! I will help you!” After thinking about the arrogant faces of the two strangers last night, I felt so angry that my teeth itched.   

Although those hunters were stronger than ordinary people, they didn’t know much about our profession. If we didn’t help them, they would be harmed. More importantly, they were the locals here. Building a good relationship with them would facilitate us in searching for the Undead Grass. 

Baji looked excited when I agreed to help him. He blurted something with his fellows. Then, everybody’s attitude toward me was much better. “Baji, tell them there’s no need to be so polite and distant.”        

We returned to our campsite to pull Senior Shu out of the pit. I then told him my idea, which he supported.

He gasped for his breath and cursed, “When...