Chapter 721: Smooth Escape

a new investment project that made him a fortune. Now, his market share even makes Tang feel envious.Mo Gao is 56 years old this year. At his age, he could easily be Qiao Bao'er's father, but the old...Joe and Raphael left the guarded cave without any problems.

Following Raphael's path, there were no obstacles along the way, and the guards originally responsible for watching with heavy firearms all fainted on the ground.

As Rafael passed by, he also picked up a few good guns and kicked one of the guards in the face.

Joe Bao'er honestly followed him to escape, this man was really cunning.

I mentioned before that getting her out would be a hassle, but Raphael took to the task like a duck to water, as if this was something he did all the time.

"Hey, give me back half the book." They slipped into the thick jungle, successfully escaping the reach of the chieftain.

Raphael turned his head, coldly asking, "Can you understand it"

"You wouldn't understand, it would be wasted in your hands."

When she was retorted like that, Qiao Bao'er hurriedly spoke up, "I know where the Fountain of Resurrection is!"

"Do you know any other way, or are you just trying to threaten me"

Raphael looked at her with condescending eyes, letting out a haughty sneer.

"You can only follow me now. Everything about you, even your thoughts, belongs to me. I'll extract the information from you with torture if I have to. Do you think I'm afraid you won't speak Or that you might run away Go back to your father then, or get eaten by wild beasts for lunch halfway."

Jo Baoer had no expression on her face. She no longer refuted anything.

Dejected.

He could only honestly follow him and continue on the road.

I underestimated the situation. Even if she knew the location of the Fountain of Life, it wouldn't be enough to counter Raphael. She was completely outmatched and couldn't even say a word in response.

Just as Qiao Baier and the others were stealthily walking on the mountain path, inside a makeshift grass hut at the foot of the mountain, a man and two women were enjoying themselves in passionate intimacy. Their bodies intertwined, and the entire room was filled with a sultry, tangled atmosphere.

The chieftain, despite his old age, remained vigorous and every evening, when he felt the urge, would summon both of his wives to attend him. They would usually play together until very late before resting, and even the guards were reluctant to disturb him.

"...Chieftain."

Outside the door, guards' voices were urgent and hurried. The situation was critical; I could only grit my teeth and knock.

He shouted, but there was no reply.

"...My lord, the elders request an audience." The guard's voice was muffled, speaking again.

A roar of anger echoed from within the room, "Get out!"

In the middle of the night, when a couple is enjoying their intimate time, to have it interrupted would enrage anyone.

The elders stood outside the thatched hut, each with an awkward and anxious expression. They looked at each other, hesitant and uncertain, afraid of offending the leader.

Elder Two straightened his face, stood tall, and strode forward. He bellowed, "Leader, we have something very important to discuss with you right now!"

The guards and elders outside immediately cast looks of worship, only the Second Elder dared to openly challenge the leader's authority.

And as soon as the leader inside heard the second elder's voice, his face immediately turned as gloomy and dark as the bottom of a pot. Out of all the elders present, he disliked this old geezer the most.

What a disappointment!

He reluctantly sat up on the bed, shoving away the two women beside him who were helping him dress. Gu Ruqing and the Fifth Madam both had particularly ugly expressions; after they helped the leader get dressed, they quickly threw on their own clothes as well.

Because this is just a temporary hut, not a grand residence, those uninformed elders will have to meet with the chief here shortly.

The guard opened the door, and the elders filed in one by one. The air inside the hut was still thick with the scent of passion between men and women. The elders' faces were flushed, and they lowered their heads. Coming to disturb the leader in the middle of the night was indeed inappropriate.

"What on earth happened!" the leader bellowed, his face grim.

If it's not an emergency, something that can't wait until tomorrow, these old geezers dare to bother him, he'll have them dragged down one by one and chopped up.

Elder Seven, fearing he would be implicated, wanted to clear up the situation as soon as possible. He stammered, "Chief, our residence, the library has been robbed."

"The book was stolen"

The chief's tone grew even more impatient. The book had been stolen, and now he was being blamed for it. He was about to explode with rage.

Elder Five quickly added, "Leader, the stolen ancient book was about how to use the Golden Staff."

"Be more specific!"

Elder Wu spoke nervously and quickly, "Someone broke into our resting place tonight. They ransacked our beds and belongings. We just finished cleaning up, but now a book is missing – the ancient tome about the golden scepter."

Books related to wands, the chieftain's face grew serious.

"Whose book was stolen Was the thief found"

The elders each bowed their heads low, like ostriches, not daring to speak.

The Grand Chief glared furiously at the group of idiots, "We have so many guards here, and you can't even find a book thief!"

"Those meddlers have been put behind bars, who else could there be"

At this moment, Gu Ruqing, wearing a loose, pale purple silk robe, leaned against him intimately. She whispered softly into the leader's ear, "Raphael."

At the sound of that name, the chieftain's eyes instantly turned sharp. "Raphael!"

Of course, only a filial son like him could accomplish this.

"Send someone to imprison Raphael at once!"

Facing the Great Chief's anger, Elder Two spoke up, "Chief, you can't sentence the young master based solely on Madam's word. It's more likely that an outsider did this."

Saying that, the Second Elder's gaze towards Gu Ruqing grew colder.

Gu Ruqing knew that this stubborn old man, the Second Elder, had always been at odds with her. She still maintained a dignified smile on her face and gently asked back, "Second Elder, besides the Young Master, who else do you think could possibly be responsible"

"Who else could have suddenly broken into your dormitory and snatched that ancient book And it just happened to be the one about how to wield a staff! I think we really need to find the young master quickly, because who knows what he's thinking with that book in his possession."

The Second Elder immediately retorted in a cold voice, "Madam, while the young master might have suspicious motives, I think tonight's events are not that simple."

"Excuse me, madam, where did you hear this news Are you saying the stolen books are connected to the young master"

"Wasn't it your personal guard who told you"

Faced with the menacing gaze of Elder Two, Gu Ruqing felt a pang of guilt. She had indeed received some information from her personal guard several hours ago. Being a clever woman, she naturally wouldn't have volunteered to tell the chieftain about it. But at this moment, her cunning wasn't enough. Facing the chieftain's cold expression as he turned his gaze towards her, she nervously wanted to explain herself.random and pressed it against it. Blood seeped through the paper and slowly finally stopped flowing.The Lord of the Hunt was sensitive to smells, even this faint scent of blood.A sense of foreboding w...