"Third Uncle, how can you talk like this?" One of the injured men with a pale face said, looking at his uncle like he was a stranger.
The middle-aged man glanced at him and said: "Chengjun, your injuries are quite severe! You should take care of yourself first! You should know that it is almost impossible to make it back if you're injured in this place."
"Third Uncle, you…" Mu Chengjun looked at him in astonishment.
"Am I not right? It would be fine if you don't encounter danger. But if you encounter danger, who do you think will protect those of you who can't walk?" He glanced at the people on the ground coldly and said: "That old thing took them to find our Patriarch, hmph! In my opinion, he took them to die!"
Looking at his Third Uncle who was like a stranger to him at that moment, Mu Chengjun's eye's flickered and he asked: "Third Uncle, it was you who pushed our Patriarch out wasn't it?"
