Mr. Han led his men and Gu Jiaojiao into a vast, undeveloped old-growth forest.
They walked for over two hours without seeing a single wild rabbit, let alone a wild boar.
Gu Jiaojiao couldn't help but frown and ask, "Mr. Han, are we in the wrong place?"
"No. If we go deeper, there should be wild boars," Mr. Han said, leading his dozen or so personal bodyguards without breaking stride.
But Gu Jiaojiao shook her head, disagreeing with going deeper into the mountains. She glanced around. "Mr. Han, look. There are many precious medicinal herbs over there."
Mr. Han followed her gaze and, sure enough, saw a colorful patch of plants in the distance.
He hesitated for a long moment but had no choice but to walk in the direction Gu Jiaojiao had pointed. Inwardly, however, he was growing more and more anxious.
"Little Divine Doctor, our main purpose on this mountain is to hunt animals like wild boars, pheasants, and rabbits. We really aren't focused on gathering herbs.
