Chapter 11: with translation of chapter title

Just as Mo Xiao was dazed, Su Mo squeezed his palm and quietly wrote a few characters.

Mo Xiao immediately understood.

He shouted at those few: "Today dying at your hands is my fate, but I don't understand one thing! Who exactly are you people!"

You're about to die, you don't need to know!

The leading beastman gestured, and his gang rushed forward.

At the same time, Su Mo raised the mandala flower pollen in her hand!

She silently counted in her heart: 'Five, four...'

With a boom, those people instantly collapsed.

Mo Xiao looked at the people sprawled asleep before him, and a flicker of disbelief flashed in his dark pupils.

Su Mo brushed off the powder on her hand and let out a long breath: 'You saved me once, I'll save you once—we're even!'

Having said that, she gestured for the dragon cubs in the tree to come down: 'We shouldn't linger here, let's go home!'

Su Mo and the two dragon cubs huffed and puffed as they dragged today's harvest outward.

Mo Xiao covered his wounded left shoulder, gazing at her frail back with a complex expression; he wanted to say 'thank you,' but the words stuck in his throat.

Su Mo hadn't taken a few steps when that familiar voice sounded in her mind.

'Host, he looks seriously injured; won't you save him? You can earn points~'

Su Mo: 'What save, save? Do you think he wants me to save him? I don't want to waste my effort; if I don't earn these points, it's fine—I'll just save a few more passersby.'

Xiao Jiu: 'But host, saving him would earn 3800 points! A passerby only gives 20 to 200 points~'

'You guys actually discriminate?! Why is this snake's life worth more than a passerby's?!'

'Not exactly; it's because he's harder to capture than a passerby, so the system mall gives a few more points~'

Su Mo: '......'

You probably misunderstand the phrase 'a few'.

'Host, the points are right before your eyes—really don't want them?'

Su Mo turned back and glanced at the person behind her, just in time to meet Mo Xiao's dim, unfathomable gaze.

Forget it, forget it; getting the annulment is urgent now—I don't want to keep getting entangled with him!

At home there's already a fox and a bird, enough to give her a headache; adding a snake would practically let her open a zoo...

Xiao Jiu: 'Why insist on annulling the engagement? You don't have to—he's the Snake Lord Young Master, future ruler of the Snake Clan. He's handsome and strong! The system shows one session with him lasts a long time! He's a prime beast husband pick~'

Su Mo, speechless: 'You're just hungry… he's a big villain! Do you know what a big villain means? According to the plot, we're supposed to break off the engagement!'

Xiao Jiu: 'I don't know what a villain is; I only know I'm your little cutie—making the host happy is my ultimate goal.'

Su Mo: 'Stop feeding me this nonsense, give me something practical!'

'Ah~ Xiao Jiu is tired, going to rest a bit~'

Su Mo cursed in her heart, 'You damn thing!'

Mo Xiao stood there, still a bit dazed, wondering just who Su Mo had been talking to.

What villain, what plot?

Is that damn thing cursing him?!

For some reason, whenever he thinks of Su Mo, who now wants nothing more than to annul their engagement, Mo Xiao feels displeased, a heaviness in his chest.

'Ugh—'

He couldn't control it and spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

Su Mo heard the movement behind her, instinctively glanced back, and the two dragon cubs turned their heads as well.

'Mo Sis, he looks badly hurt—are we really not going to help him?'

Su Mo frowned, thinking, 'It looks pretty serious, but he should still be able to walk. Once he returns to the tribe, someone will naturally tend to his wounds; if I go over and fuss over him, he might think I still have designs on him.'

'No, no! This annulment must be settled quickly—no more delay!'

'Hurry back, it'll get dark soon.'

The two dragon cubs huffed and puffed as they dragged the load; the wild vegetables weren't a problem for them, but they were also carrying a whole pig, so it was still somewhat overloaded.

Su Mo panted, 'Once we're out, Nan Nan will go back to get help…'

She hadn't finished speaking when she felt her hand lighten.

Su Mo turned her head and saw Mo Xiao hoist the wild boar onto his shoulder.

'I'll help you take it over.'

Having said that, he strode off toward the mountains.

Nan Nan watched his retreating back anxiously: 'But you're wounded!'

Mo Xiao: 'It's fine.'

Su Mo hesitated a moment, then hurriedly called the two dragon cubs to follow.

Just as they came out, they bumped into Fei Yan, who had come looking for them.

Fei Yan immediately noticed the wound on Mo Xiao's shoulder, took the wild boar from his shoulder, and asked, 'How did you end up returning with the wife master, and how did you get hurt?'

Mo Xiao didn't answer his question, merely looking at Su Mo and saying, 'I… I'll go back first.'

Fei Yan said, 'The wife master is skilled in medicine; with such a serious injury, others might not handle it well—why not let her take a look?'

Mo Xiao instinctively glanced at Su Mo.

Su Mo slightly furrowed her brows and said, 'If you trust my medical skills… then come back together and let me check you.'

After all, that snake had just voluntarily helped her, so she didn't feel right refusing.

'Thank you.'

Hearing his words of thanks, Su Mo was startled.

She hadn't expected that the aloof snake would actually say "thank you" to her?!

When Su Mo and her group reached the doorway, the house was already bustling.

Someone waited anxiously at the crossroads, and upon seeing her return, hurried over.

Grabbing her hand, they said anxiously, "Su Mo, you finally came back. Please take a look at my grandson; what exactly is his illness?"

The person behind clutched their abdomen, their face in pain, and asked, "My stomach hurts; can you also look at me?"

Yue Ying walked over and said to the crowd, "Form a line first; Wife Master will see each of you one by one!"

Fei Yan set the wild boar down and asked, "Where is the Shaman Doctor?"

Although the Shaman Doctor has been suspended, his right to practice medicine has not been stripped.

The senior old lady, a female, sighed, "They say the Shaman Doctor has been ill these past two days. Everyone can endure a minor ailment, but my grandson can no longer wait!"

Fei Yan frowned; he knew very well that the Shaman Doctor was giving him a hard time.

It was a veiled way of telling him that if he dared to suspend his position, he would also leave the villagers without any medical help.

It seems he hadn't understood this Shaman Doctor enough before!

But now is not the time to settle scores with him; first, they must resolve everyone's trouble.

Following Su Mo's instructions, Fei Yan and Yue Ying arranged the patients from severe to mild for easier treatment.

Mo Xiao, although heavily wounded, had good stamina, and treating his wound would take some time, so they first stopped his bleeding and would tend to the wound later.