NovelEnglishChapter 1674 "Mr. Abdon, don't worry-I'm also a villager of Dragos. | want our village to be safe, | was just a little impulsive today. I'm sorry..." Neil bowed to the villagers politely, then turned and said to Stefan, "Let's go, man. | told you this wouldn't work." "Okay, | understand." Stefan nodded.
The both of them turned around and walked out of the village as the villagers watched.
Stefan stopped when the torches were almost out of sight and asked Neil seriously, "This show has gone on long enough. Can we go back now?" "It isn't a show. | really do want to take you out of the village." Neil gave Stefan an awkward look and fished out the bank card with the large sum of money that he had accepted. "I'll return the money to you. | don't want you to get hurt by the villagers." "Excuse me?" Stefan frowned, his expression turning icy. He felt like Neil had fooled him. He wouldn't have left if Neil had told him that from the beginning. On the contrary, he would have tried to persuade that elder to help him. But now, Neil wanted to leave, and it put Stefan in a dilemma.
"Mr. Hunt, don't blme for breaking my word. You saw it too-the villagers don't welcoutsiders. If anyone even dares to dream of taking the dragon's saliva, they'll be sacrificed to our ancestors. We've already alerted them today, so | think they'll increase their security for the next few days. You won't get it," Neil explained helplessly. If they had not alerted the villagers, they could have snuck into the village. They might have even had a chance when the guards changed their shifts, but now, it seemed like the only option was to be sacrificed to the ancestors.
"I don't want to be sacrificed, and | don't want you to be either. Your wife is waiting for you at home, so..." Neil looked at Stefan and sighed. "You'd better give up. See if there's any other herb to replace this." "Over my dead body!" Stefan was firm. "I never give up. [x] retreat because of my fear now, my wife will be dead. | have no choice-| have to get the dragon's saliva." "Ugh... I want to help, but | really can't be your guide any more." Neil swallowed and turned away guiltily. He was about to return to his village." Hurry down the mountains since it's still early, it's dangerous here at night. There are all kinds of beasts around.” Stefan was reluctant to force Neil since he had decided to leave. "I won't force you if you don't want to stay. After all, this is too risky for you. I'm doing this for my wife, but you don't have to risk your life with me." "Thank you for understanding. | just got married and don't have a child yet. | don't want to be cooked; | don't care if you calla coward." Neil bowed at Stefan, grateful that he didn't force him. He felt that he had wronged Stefan. If he had a right to speak, he could have helped to beg for mercy on Stefan's behalf.
Unfortunately, he was merely a live-in son-in-law, so nobody took his words seriously.
"| can go up the mountain on my own." Stefan looked up at the dark mountains. He had made up his mind long ago-he wouldn't turn around until he got the dragon's saliva regardless of how dangerous this journey was.
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