“He might have gone to the forest to pick herbs.”
Barong laughed it off.
For the time being, he didn’t tell anyone about the smuggling of the potions. He planned to announce it to the villagers after Jason brought it back to the lord to deal with it. This way, it would be set in stone.
“Okay… if you see him, remember to let me know.”
The village chief was helpless towards his flippant attitude.
At this moment, Griff walked past and saw Barong. He leaned over.
“Captain Barong, I was just about to look for you.”
“What’s wrong?” Barong looked at Griff curiously.
Griff looked confused. “I haven’t seen Jason in the past two days, and there’s no one at his house. Do you know where he ran off to?”
Hearing this, the village chief also realized this point.
“That’s right. Isn’t he usually at the training ground? I haven’t seen him for the past two days…”
As he spoke, the village chief’s expression turned hesitant.
“Um… Jason has gotten his revenge. Don’t tell me he has already left the village…”
He wanted Zhou Jing to stay in the village the most. He did not want to let a Mutant Beast Hunter go off like that.
Barong couldn’t help but scratch his bald head and cough.
“Don’t think too much. I just sent him to the town on an errand.”
Griff was curious. “When will he be back? I was planning to invite him to my house for dinner.”
“He’ll probably be back today. He’s quite fast on foot.”
Barong laughed.
At this moment, there was a commotion at the village entrance.
The few of them were curious when they heard it, and they followed the road to the entrance of the village. They were stunned when they saw the source of the commotion.
A group of hunters in various outfits ran along the dirt road towards the village.
Weber and Weiss were in the lead since they both were old acquaintances of Barong.
“What are you guys doing?”
Barong was a little confused.
Why were these hunters gathering here?
What happened? Could it be that Weiss had used his own method to bet with them and pulled everyone over to visit Jason?
Soon, the group stopped at the entrance of the village. They were travel-worn as if they had not rested all the way.
Weiss walked up to Barong and grabbed his shoulder. With a pained expression, he said in a trembling voice,
“Jason… is dead.”
Barong blinked, his eyes slowly widening as he processed the information.
He turned stiffly to look at the others.
Everyone scattered, revealing Weber among them.
Weber lowered the body to the ground. His face was grim as he took two steps back.
Barong took a closer look and recognized the tragic corpse as Jason.
His eyes snapped shut as the muscles in his face twitched.
Everyone stood silently, not daring to disturb him.
This group of hunters knew that Barong was Jason’s guide to becoming a hunter. Their relationship was extraordinary, which was why they had brought Jason’s body to Frostwood Village.
After all, Barong was the only “family” they could find.
After a while, Barong opened his eyes again, his face filled with indescribable sorrow.
Jason was the most outstanding hunter he had ever taught. He spared no effort in teaching him all sorts of skills. He had always felt that with Jason’s talent, he should have a greater future. He had always hoped for him to spread his wings.
Two days ago, he was still chatting with Jason about the future and giving him guidance on life experiences.
But at this moment, Jason was lying quietly in front of him, almost unrecognizable. He had died such a tragic death…
A genius that he had dug out himself and should have had a promising future died just like that.
Unexpectedly, the farewell two days ago under the night sky had become a farewell for life!
Barong’s face twitched, and his eyes gradually turned red.
“Tell me… how did he die?!”