On the way, everyone’s foot was tripped by the stones, making them limp forward.
"What on earth is this route." Someone started grumbling.
"The path is a bit challenging, sorry, I forgot to warn you all earlier." Jun Mochan apologized with a smile.
After walking another five minutes to the area with the most rampant plants, Jun Mochan looked at the clump of grass in front of him and said, "I know some basic medicine, these herbs are traditional Chinese medicine, good for treating bruises and wounds. How about I gather some to apply on your feet?"
"Okay, go ahead." Everyone agreed.
Their feet were already extremely painful, making it hard to keep moving. If there’s a free doctor available, why not take advantage of it?
Jun Mochan elegantly picked the herbs, crushed them into a juice using a stone, and applied them to everyone’s feet.
Soon, the red and swollen areas on people’s feet swelled even worse.
Jun Mochan had learned basic medicine. As a special forces soldier, getting hurt was part of his job, knowing some medicinal and poisonous herbs was not a bad thing.
"Ah, what have you done to us?" The people yelled.
Jun Mochan stood up, dusting off the dust on his clothes: "Don’t you see? I’ve just made your feet swell more."
"Don’t worry, it’s not at its most painful yet. Wait till the toxin seeps into your skin, then you’ll really be in pain. I have to hit the road now, so, I’ll leave you to it."
Jun Mochan left at his own pace.
Watching his graceful and handsome back, the people realized they had been tricked.
But, what good did it do? It was too late now.
Song Yue paced anxiously on the ship, occasionally looking up at the island.
After ten minutes passed and Jun Mochan had not returned, just as she was about to search for him herself, she spotted him walking towards her through the wild grass.
At that moment, Song Yue decided she would never let go again. Even if she had to resort to underhanded methods, she would snatch this man from Ye Ranran’s side.
"You’re finally back." Song Yue reached out her arms and rushed towards Jun Mochan.
When she was about to touch him, Jun Mochan moved aside, causing Song Yue to fall empty-handed.
"I won, shouldn’t we embrace each other?" Song Yue winked at him.
Unfortunately, Jun Mochan didn’t even glance at her. He headed for the command room: "No need."
Song Yue paced side by side after him: "What are we doing next?"
"Heading back of course!"
Heading back? Song Yue looked at the command room not too far away, her expression getting a bit strange: "You know where the direction is, don’t you?"
Random navigation could easily get them lost in the ocean.
"Southwest, just turn the ship around and go straight forward."
"How do you know?" Song Yue asked, her tone filled with doubt. Did he have a built-in compass?
Not amused, Song Yue gave Jun Mochan a resentful look!
Given that he knew about the pirates, Jun Mochan would naturally be familiar with their territory.
He typically avoided them carefully when doing business, after all, nobody wanted their hard work to go to waste!
They should be on the way back now, having made a fortune.
Yet greed knows no bounds!
Jun Mochan calmly started the ship, methodically turning the steering wheel.
Seeing his proficiency, Song Yue was a bit surprised: "Have you sailed before?"
"No." Jun Mochan answered earnestly.
Song Yue didn’t think he was joking. If he said no, then he had definitely not.
"Am I in danger right now?" Song Yue asked, half-jokingly, half-seriously.