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Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The vibrant snake tattoo on Bai Qingqingâs ankle pierced Muirâs eyes.
Curtis hasnât died?
He had come to the peacock village to visit Bai Qingqing precisely because he was afraid that she would be devastated by Curtisâs death. Seeing that she didnât show much of a reaction, he had secretly felt happy. He hadnât imagined that Curtis hadnât died.
How was it possible? He had already scrutinized the mountain. Just in case, he had even set fire to every cave he could find on the mountain, before going in to examine. But he didnât find Curtis anywhere.
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As for the surface of the mountain, everything had burned. Although he didnât manage to find the snake beastmanâs corpse, even his bones might have been reduced to ashes, seeing as how not much had remained of that group of eagle beastmen. If Curtis was outside, how could he still be alive?
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Even if Curtis managed to escape from the mountain, he should be coming after his life. Yet, he didnât appear to be making a move.
Muirâs gaze turned stern, and when he looked towards Bai Qingqing there was restraint in his eyes.
âI need to attend to something, Iâll come back to visit you later.â
Curtis must still be on the mountain. Perhaps heâs severely injured. I must go back and strike him with one last blow.
âEh, wait a minute.â
Muir had just gotten to his feet when Bai Qingqing grabbed his hand.
Bai Qingqing, still in shock, said as she gazed at Muir, âDid you see Curtis? He should be in the vicinity.â Sensing her fair hand on his, there was this fleeting moment when Muir couldnât bear it. However, he quickly toughened up his heart and pulled her hand away heartlessly. In a gentle voice, he said, âNo. Iâll go and deal with the eagle beastmenâs corpses. Be back shortly.â
With that, he transformed into an eagle and flew away.
Bai Qingqing chased to the door and watched as Muir left, a doubt rising in her heart.
Why did Muir suddenly leave? Is it really to handle the corpses? Didnât he take care of it before he came back?
Heâs so severely injured, yet heâs flying here and there. How worrying.
âIâll let Muir move in here. Can you not go?â Alva, who had been standing at the door all along, suddenly spoke.
Bai Qingqing glanced at him, then said resolutely, âI will definitely leave.â
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Alva fell silent.
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Muir flew back to the bush forest. This mountain that used to be lush had now transformed into a charred hell with unbearably high temperatures. Faint smoke could even be seen rising from some spots. Not a single living thing could be seen from afar.
Muir crawled up the mountain in a stumbling manner as he went straight for the cave. He scrutinized the interior of the cave, even the ground.
Nope, canât find any trace of Curtis.
He then went to search in places where Curtis could possibly go to, yet it was fruitless.
Muir transformed into a human and spread open his arms, howling at his surroundings manically, âCurtis! Iâm here! Come and kill me!â
Only the rustling of the wind and withered wood responded to his howls.
âI donât care if youâre dead or not!â Muir clenched his fists tightly and cracked his knuckles, tensing his facial muscles into a grotesque expression. âI must get Bai Qingqing!â
A tree leaf that managed to escape the fate of being burned to ashes drifted to the ground under the vibration of Muirâs voice and landed on a black rock.
A gust of hot wind blew by, and the shriveled tree leaf floated away once more, scraping away a smudge of the rockâs scorched black surface. If one were to scrutinize it, he would see that that black rock revealed a faint yellow color that reminded one of unpolished jade.
Muir didnât notice this ârock.â With one final gaze at his surroundings, he laid a hand over his wound before limping around the mountain, as he continued his search for that giant snake.
Only when it was night time did Muir return to find Bai Qingqing, despite him telling her he would be back shortly during the day.
Bai Qingqing heaved a sigh of relief and supported him as he sat down on a piece of animal skin. âYouâre finally back. If you were still not back, they were going to look for you.â