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"What's wrong? What happened?" A'Diao immediately had a bad feeling.

"They ran into bandits and were all captured," the young man replied.

"What?" A'Diao simply couldn't believe it.

Logically speaking, they themselves were bandits, but in the end, bandits were captured by bandits.

This matter sounded somewhat comical.

But it was also understandable, after all, there were only a dozen or so people in their group, and if the other party had more people, they could easily be taken down.

However, he still didn't quite believe it, and continued to ask:

"Then how come you're alright?"

"We were walking behind, and when we heard the sounds of fighting, we hid," the young man replied.

"Where is it? Can you take me there?" A'Diao asked.

"No, no! I finally made it to Yan Di, I won't go back again," the young man shook his head vigorously.

"Please, just help us," A'Diao said, speaking nicely.

"We can give you money," Moren shouted from the side.

A'Diao and the young man looked at Moren at the same time, both of them stunned.

They didn't know what money was.

Moren suddenly felt uneasy being stared at, not knowing what they were looking at.

"Captain Moren, if you have anything good, hurry up and take it out," A'Diao said.

Although he didn't know what money was, he understood what he meant.

As long as there were benefits, wouldn't the other party be likely to agree?

Hearing A'Diao's words, Moren realized he had said the wrong thing, so he changed his words:

"I'll give you this, you lead the way for us, what do you think?"

Saying that, Moren drew a sharp steel dagger from his leg.

The surface of the dagger was very smooth, it looked like a good thing.

Steel daggers were much harder than bronze swords, and no one could make them in this era.

The young man's eyes lit up immediately, and he readily replied:

"Okay! I'll take you there. But you have to protect me and send me back."

He didn't dare to cross two days of dense forest alone.

"Okay!" A'Diao immediately agreed readily.

"You have to give me this knife first," the young man pointed to the knife in Moren's hand, adding a request.

A'Diao couldn't make a decision, turned his head to look at Moren.

Moren nodded to him, indicating that he had no objections.

So A'Diao readily nodded and agreed:

"Alright!"

"Okay! Then I'll lead the way for you!" the young man said happily.

Moren kept his promise and directly handed the dagger over:

"Here!"

"Thank you! Thank you!" The young man excitedly took it with both hands, his eyes always on the dagger.

"Can we go now?" Moren asked coldly.

"Yes, yes! You follow me!" The young man nodded readily,

So, led by the young man, the group headed north.

They chose to walk and did not recall the aircraft.

The reason was that flying at high altitude and walking on the ground were completely different things. Without reference points, it was difficult to find the correct route.

Although walking was much slower, there was no other way now, so they could only walk faster.

"Brother, walk faster, don't stop!" Along the way, A'Diao kept urging.

Moren and the team members trained all year round, and their physique was relatively good. A'Diao's physique was special, and he could completely keep up.

But the young man leading the way was just an ordinary person, and he didn't have such good physical strength.

In a forced march, he would fall behind after walking for a while, and fall behind after walking for a while.

A'Diao would turn his head and urge him after walking a while, and turn his head and urge him after walking a while.

"Aren't you tired? ... I can't do it anymore, I have to rest!" The young man half-bowed, feeling like he was about to fall apart, panting heavily.

"Brother! Hold on, we can't rest! Lives are at stake, we don't have time to delay!" A'Diao urged anxiously.

"No, no! ... I can't run anymore!" The young man sat down on the ground with a thud, waving his hands vigorously.

"Come, I'll carry you!" Seeing that he really couldn't run anymore, A'Diao took the initiative to bend down, signaling to carry him.

"Ah? You carry me?" The young man was stunned.

He was much older than A'Diao, already an adult.

But A'Diao looked like a child.

An adult being carried by a child? Wouldn't that be embarrassing?

The young man couldn't afford to lose face, and declined:

"No, no, no! I'll just walk on my own!"

"A'Diao, there are so many of us, it won't be your turn to carry him even if we have to," Moren walked over and said.

"Stop talking nonsense! Get on!" A'Diao's temper flared up, and he shouted sharply.

Now he was very anxious and couldn't listen to anyone's words.

Seeing this, Moren didn't try to dissuade him any further, and looked at the young man, ordering:

"If you're told to get on, then get on! Hurry up! We're in a hurry!"

After his face turned cold, he looked quite scary. The young man didn't dare to say another word, and immediately climbed up and lay on A'Diao's back.

A'Diao supported his thighs, stood up, and continued on his way.

"Awesome! No wonder he's the grandson of the clan leader!" Moren looked at his back and couldn't help but give a thumbs up.