He cursed the local who gave him the map, from his ancestors for eighteen generations.
In reality, it wasn't entirely the local's fault. There were many ethnic minorities here. The hand-drawn map clearly indicated that the mountain Chen Mo had crossed was Wolf Mountain.
However, Chen Mo couldn't read the script of the ethnic minority.
This was the primary reason Chen Mo had stumbled into Wolf Mountain.
The second wave of wild wolves charged forward again.
Chen Mo, however, remained like a god of slaughter, standing his ground.
Even the cleaver in Chen Mo's hand now bore small nicks.
Seeing the ground littered with wolf carcasses, the grey wolf's eyes showed intense anger.
"Roar!"
The grey wolf lowered its body, preparing to launch a final attack on Chen Mo with the remaining wolves.
"Bang bang bang!"
Suddenly, a volley of intense gunfire echoed through the night sky.
The grey wolf's head snapped towards one direction.
Then, it shot Chen Mo a fierce look and fled in another direction.
The other wolves also turned and fled.
Seeing the wolves escape, Chen Mo finally breathed a sigh of relief.
However, Chen Mo's brow furrowed moments later, as he had clearly heard the dense gunfire.
"There are people here!"
A powerful flashlight beam shone directly onto Chen Mo.
The blinding light made Chen Mo raise his hand to shield his eyes. However, from the voices, he could tell there were over a dozen people.
Chen Mo tightened his grip on the cleaver, alert to the movements around him.
Entering the primeval forest, especially with such a large group, undoubtedly meant they were related to the secret realm.
"My God, how many wolves did this person kill!" a shocked voice exclaimed from the crowd.
As everyone emerged from the bushes and saw the ground covered in wolf carcasses, they all gasped in shock.
None of them had expected this man to have killed so many wolves.
"Everyone be careful!" a middle-aged man's voice rang out.
The flashlight beams were all focused on Chen Mo.
Only then did everyone get a clear look at Chen Mo. He was dressed in black jungle attire, completely soaked in blood, holding a cleaver from which blood dripped drop by drop.
Some had even aimed their guns at Chen Mo.
"Put your guns down!" At this moment, a woman's voice sounded again.
The woman walked forward slowly and looked at Chen Mo, "Sir, it's alright now. Those wolves have all fled."
"Miss Ren, be careful!" a man quickly aimed his pistol at Chen Mo, fearing Chen Mo might do something untoward.
"His attire clearly indicates he's a normal person. Put your guns down!" the woman reprimanded again.
Hearing this, the man could only slowly lower his gun.
However, everyone else still watched Chen Mo with extreme caution, their guns ready to be raised again at any moment.
Seeing the intense flashlight beam shift slightly away, Chen Mo slowly lowered the hand shielding his eyes.
Chen Mo's face was revealed.
Although Chen Mo's face was smeared with wolf blood, the bloodstains did not detract from his appearance; instead, they added a certain charisma.
The young woman was stunned when she saw Chen Mo.
She hadn't expected the man who looked like a god of slaughter to be so young and handsome!
The woman was even somewhat mesmerized.
However, she quickly regained her composure and looked at Chen Mo, asking, "Sir, what is your name? Why are you here?"
Chen Mo did not speak.
Instead, he looked around.
As he took in their attire and the situation within the group, Chen Mo was certain that these were a faction heading towards the secret realm.
This made Chen Mo uneasy. Weren't there only two groups that had come? And their routes were completely different; why would someone appear in this location?
"Hey, kid, are you deaf? Can't you hear Miss Ren asking you a question?!" a man, jealous of Chen Mo's handsomeness, asked coldly.
However, Chen Mo ignored him, his brow furrowed slightly as he looked at the young woman before him.
As Chen Mo's gaze fell upon her, the woman's face flushed.
"Sir, can you understand me?" the woman asked again.
Chen Mo still did not speak.
"Could he really be deaf?" the woman murmured to herself.
Chen Mo heard her but offered no explanation. After all, pretending to be deaf and mute was quite convenient, as it allowed him to avoid answering their questions.
"Miss Ren, you must be careful. This person looks very dangerous, and perhaps he's also heading for that place," the man who had spoken earlier said, walking over and whispering a warning.
Chen Mo pretended not to hear and put away his cleaver.
The woman paid no mind and looked at a few men, "You, get him some clean clothes and take him to wash up."
Several men nodded quickly.
They then took out some clean clothes from their backpacks and approached Chen Mo.
The woman made a few gestures to Chen Mo, "Please change into these clothes. Yours are all dirty."
She had previously volunteered at a school for the deaf and mute.
Therefore, she knew some basic sign language.
As a doctor and a scholar, Chen Mo naturally understood some of these gestures, and he hadn't expected them to be useful at this moment.
Chen Mo made a gesture of thanks to the woman.
Seeing Chen Mo's response, the woman was convinced that Chen Mo was indeed deaf and mute.
Chen Mo didn't stand on ceremony and took the clothes, disappearing into the nearby woods.
After rinsing off the bloodstains with water, Chen Mo changed into the clean clothes.
When Chen Mo emerged from the trees,
The woman and the others stepped forward together, approaching Chen Mo.
A middle-aged man asked, "Miss Ren, please ask him why he's here."
The woman signed to Chen Mo, inquiring.
Chen Mo responded with sign language, "I live at the foot of the mountain and came up to gather herbs."
"He says he's a local, up the mountain to gather herbs," the woman translated.
"Gather herbs?" everyone exchanged glances.
The man looked at Chen Mo with hostility, "Gathering herbs in the deep mountains in the middle of the night? Isn't he afraid of encountering something like a 'red-haired zombie' or a thousand-year-old fox?"
The woman shot the man a glare. She certainly wouldn't translate that remark for him.
The middle-aged man sized Chen Mo up, "Ask him if he knows where the Humpback Mountain is."
The woman was taken aback and looked a bit embarrassed, "Uncle Qi, I don't know how to translate 'Humpback Mountain'."
The man's eyes lit up, "Dad, this is simple."
Saying that, he took out paper and pen and wrote down what the middle-aged man had just said.
Chen Mo glanced at the people before him and confirmed that they were indeed heading to Humpback Mountain to find the secret realm.
Chen Mo made sign language.
Upon seeing this, the woman's face lit up with joy, and she translated, "He says he knows the location of Humpback Mountain, but it's very dangerous there."