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Chapter 2111 Waylon stood up. “Let‘s go. We‘ll figure out how to get out of here later.” After Cameron finished packing up her stuff, she snuffed out the fire. They then left throu
with a group of people. Nollace walked to an empty space and squatted down to observe the surroundings.
Mahina came up to him and asked, “Did you find something, Mr. Knowles?”
He stretched his hand forward and touched the ground. “Somebody has lit up a fire here. This scorched wood is still warm.”
Mahina was stunned. “It must be Mr. Southern and Mr. Goldmann!” Nollace rose to his feet. “Let‘s find a way to contact them first. At least, we need to let them know it’s us who
Apparently, they thought they were their enemies, so they ran away quickly. Nollace surmised that one of them must be injured. Otherwise, they would have hidden and observe
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtthe situation instead of running away.
Meanwhile, Cameron and Waylon finally reached the end of the woods. After they came out of the woods, what appeared before them was the rocky reef and stormy sea.
Suddenly, it began to rain.
Cameron threw the jacket in her hand on Waylon and said, “Put this on. You mustn‘t get your wound wet.”
After that, she rushed to the front to look for a way out.
The pitter–
patter slowly grew into a torrent. Waylon draped the jacket on himself, and a stinging pain spread from the wound on his arm. The white gauze had long been stained with dried
Cameron stood on the rock, and as if she saw something, she shouted, “There‘s a village up ahead!”
The rain was getting heavier. A curtain of rain invaded even the dense woods, and Mahina and Nollace had
no other choice but to halt their search and find a cave to escape the rain. Standing in front of the cave, Nollace looked at the rain dripping down from the roof of the cave into
Jake handed a bottle of water to him and said, “We haven‘t seen anyone from the other side all the way here, so I think Mr. Southern and Mr. Goldmann should be safe.”
He took over the bottle of water and twisted it open. “Maybe.”
Mahina came forward with a phone in her hand. “The reception is poor here. What about you
guys?”
Jake pulled his phone out and shook his head.
“I wonder where Mr. Southern and Mr. Goldmann are now…” Mahina asked worriedly. Nollace turned around and said, “No matter how big the woods are on this island, they can
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmJake suddenly remembered something and said, “Oh yeah, I remember there is a fish village near the woods. Do you think they‘ll go there?”
Outside the compound of the house were fishing nets hung on bamboo poles and some engine parts of fishing boats. There was a cage nearby that kept
poultry. Waylon scanned across the house. The furniture was simple and old. Even the TV was a model more than ten years old.
Cameron stood at the door and dried herself by shaking the raindrop off her jacket. The good thing was that the shirt inside
wasn‘t soaked. An old lady came out of the kitchen with two bowls of hot porridge and said, “Both of you
are wet. Come, have some porridge to warm yourself up.“. “Thank you, madam,” Cameron replied with a smile on her face. She walked up to
the table and sat down. The table was made from wood. It became damp during rainy days and had dark mold marks on it, but it did not affect much. The old lady smiled and a
“I live with my husband, but he has headed to the sea with the people from the village for fishing. But with such heavy rain, I‘m afraid he
won‘t be able to return for a while,” replied the old lady.
Waylon looked at her and chimed in. “Are there only so many people in this village?”
He only saw a dozen or so families when he was on his way here. It was nothing compared to the city of the Southern Clan.
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