After running for quite a while, Henry and Ranjeet finally found somewhere safe.
The old lady and the girl followed behind them, not losing their way in the fog.
"Phew, this should do. It should be safe here. That old fella won't be able to catch up with us for now." Ranjeet let out a sigh of relief, then greeted the girl. "Amitabha, I can see that your blood is rushing vigorously, you've possibly suffered some internal injuries. Please sit cross- legged and remove your clothes. I shall heal your wounds."
"Thank you, eminent monk, but that won't be necessary. We're just a little tired," the old lady replied on behalf of the girl.
Anyone could tell from the perverted look on Ranjeet's face that he was not a decent monk. However, seeing that he had helped them earlier, the old lady said no more.
Ranjeet ogled at the girl like the pervert he was, nearly drooling as he stared.
Henry was not interested in the cute girl before him. He asked bluntly, "Why did Joselito attack you? Are you also an inheritor?"
The moment the old lady heard Henry mention the word "Inheritor", her gaze turned much cautious instantly.
This time, it was the girl who took the initiative to nod and answer, "Yes."
The old lady tried to stop her, but it was too late. She moved closer to the girl, readying herself for the unexpected.
"No wonder." Henry narrowed his eyes. "You just yelled out Joselito's name. Have the both of you known each other for a long time?"
The girl nodded, then quickly shook her head. "I don't know him personally, it's just that the name Joselito has been widely spread among the inheritors. Every inheritor has their own uniqueness, but among inheritors, we all still get along with each other, until Joselito appeared. He plans to devour the inheritances of others. Within the last few months, two inheritors have already died in his hands. He searched for information about the other inheritors and hunted them like they were his food. Now there is no inheritor that doesn't know who Joselito is, he has destroyed the peace among the inheritors. There isn't a single person who doesn't want him dead, however his protector is too powerful."
Henry snorted coldly. "Someday, I'll slaughter him!"
The girl tilted her head a little and looked at Henry curiously. "You want to kill Joselito? Are you also an inheritor? I've never heard of you."
Henry shook his head and slowly took off his shirt.
"Hey, bro! You can't do that! I fancied this female benefactor first. You can't just do something like that. You don't even know her name yet. Put your clothes back on now!" Ranjeet rushed at Henry aggressively, trying to make Henry put his shirt back on.
Henry's muscular torso appeared before the girl's eyes.
Her pretty face flushed red instantly.
Henry pointed at the wound on his abdomen and said, "You inheritors should be able to feel it. This wound of mine has something to do with the sword that Joselito wields."
Upon hearing Henry's words, Ranjeet breathed a sigh of relief. "Bro, you could have just told me if you're just trying to show the wound. I nearly thought that you were going to transform."
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