"Be careful, something seems to be approaching!" I said in a low voice, gnawing on a piece of rabbit meat.
Lin Chun immediately became alert, his hand instinctively gripping the pistol at his waist, his gaze sharp.
"Don't be so tense," I said. "It's very likely attracted by the smell of food, or it might be the target we're looking for..."
"But..." Lin Chun hesitated for a moment, picking at some venison with one hand while the other remained on his gun.
"Don't alert it!" I whispered. "If that guy is really coming, it'll save us the trouble of looking for him!"
Lin Chun nodded, but showed no signs of relaxation.
It was clear he was extremely nervous, so I didn't say much more. My Mu Shen Zhi Li remained highly focused.
I kept following the sense of danger.
In my perception, that dangerous aura was moving towards us, not too slowly.
"It's coming!" I said softly, a short sword appearing in my palm.
If the other party attacked immediately, I wouldn't hesitate to eliminate him.
But if possible, I still hoped to have a conversation with him, as there were many things I hadn't figured out yet.
Not long after, footsteps were suddenly heard from outside, and then, a man appeared at the entrance of the cave.
His clothes seemed to be tattered by the thorns in the jungle, yet there was no blood on him, not even a scratch.
It was evident that this guy's physical strength was far beyond that of an ordinary person.
Seeing him appear, Lin Chun's face changed instantly, and he subconsciously prepared to draw his pistol, but I stopped him.
I quietly shifted forward, blocking Lin Chun with half my body, and looked at the figure at the entrance. "Who are you? What are you doing here?"
Upon hearing my voice, the figure paused, and then, a somewhat hesitant voice came from his location: "I... I'm a bit hungry, could you... let me eat something too?"
I frowned. The voice sounded mature, but the way he spoke felt like that of a child to me.
What was going on?
Lin Chun remained highly tense, looking at me with an uncertain expression, his hand still gripping his pistol.
I gestured for him to remain calm and then beckoned to the figure at the entrance. "No problem, come over. We have plenty of food..."
"Really? Thank you!" The voice came from the entrance, full of surprise. He then eagerly trotted in and sat down in front of us.
The nights on the deserted island were quite cold. With the man by the fire, I could clearly see his appearance.
He was a boy who looked to be in his early twenties, with clear eyes. He gave me the impression of a four or five-year-old child.
For a moment, I became bewildered.
Could this guy be the person Wei Xi sent to kill me?
Seeing the boy sit down, Lin Chun took a closer look and, after confirming he wasn't carrying any weapons, relaxed slightly.
He handed over an unfinished rabbit leg. "Eat this. It should taste okay..."
The boy took it, his face filled with a grateful smile. "Thank you..."
"Eat," I said.
The boy immediately devoured it, not even spitting out the small bones.
After finishing the rabbit leg, he looked at me with an unfinished appetite.
"There's still some venison, you can have it too, it's fine..." I said, giving him the rest of the venison.
The boy continued to eat with gusto, finishing the venison in no time, yet he still didn't seem full.
"Still not full?" I asked.
"Uh-huh!" the boy nodded.
"There's some more venison, but it will take a little time to roast. You'll have to wait," I said, giving Lin Chun a look.
Lin Chun didn't say much and took out two venison legs, starting to roast them as before.
"By the way, what's your name?" I asked.
"I..." Hearing the word "name," the boy hesitated. "I... I don't remember my name... But, someone called me Number Three... You can call me Number Three too..."
Number Three said.
My expression changed, and Lin Chun instantly tensed up.
Wei Xi had mentioned before that he had sent a total of five people. Number Three... could he be one of them?
However, in my perception, Number Three hadn't exuded any sense of danger since entering the cave.
"Ah... I don't know why my name is so strange..." Number Three chuckled awkwardly. Then, he pushed his hair back, and I clearly saw a scar on his forehead, seemingly branded with something like a hot iron.
Above it were two large characters.
Number Three!