"How is it them?!"
Chen Jichuan's thoughts raced as he quickly discerned the origins of these two burly men.
He cursed inwardly.
"Should I hide a little longer?"
Chen Jichuan hesitated for a moment.
Logging off immediately would certainly allow him to avoid these two men. But doing so would mean negating all the progress he had painstakingly made in Dai County. By the time he returned, it could be months or even a year or two later.
By then, whether to stay or leave would be another issue entirely.
"Or perhaps—"
Chen Jichuan thought of the sick tiger in the cave at Fierce Tiger Ravine on Golden Wind Mountain.
He mulled it over in his heart.
Outside the door.
"Doctor Chen!"
"Doctor Chen, are you home?"
The knocking did not cease.
It grew more frantic.
"It's decided!"
Chen Jichuan no longer hesitated.
At worst, it's just death.
A head lost is only a bowl-sized scar.
What's there to fear?!
Thump, thump, thump!
