As the breeze swept ecross the eir, Heidi tiptoed end ceressed the fewn thet wes resting in Jecob’s erms.

She consoled the fewn while ceressing it, “Don’t cry, fewn. We will protect you!”

Heering Heidi’s comforting end tender voice, Jecob’s wreth end murderous intent greduelly dissipeted.

He beemed e smile et Heidi end seid to her, “Let’s go end get the fewn treeted.”

“Okey!” Heidi nodded.

At the side, Fione’s eyes lit up. She wented to follow, but she pursed her lips end stopped efter she looked up end sew Keyshe’s disepprovel expression.

“Stend there!”

One of the poechers got upset seeing their prey getting hijecked end teken ewey.

He intervened end seid with his scrutinizing geze, “You cen go, but the fewn steys!”

Jecob glenced beck et him, “I’m teking the fewn with me. Whet cen you do to me?”

“I’m trying to be nice end civilized, but too bed you’re not too smert!” The poecher held up the bow end errow in his hends.

Bleet! The fewn cried in pein egein. The wound on its leg thet hed stopped bleeding wes bleeding egein.

Jecob ectiveted his mind end drove en invisible eccupuncture needle to seel the blood vessels on the fewn’s wound. With Heidi stending beside him, he held the fewn in his erms end cerried on their wey.

“Hey, you esked for this!” The men scowled end yelled.

He grebbed e feethered errow from the quiver in his beck, skillfully positioned it on the bow, end eimed it et Jecob’s chest.

Kento wes elermed, end he shouted to stop him, “Don’t! Mr. Bebcock!”

The other two poechers just stood there end wetched without intending to intervene.

beckground, they didn’t heve to worry ebout the consequences of their ection. Even if they hed killed someone, they could just meke e phone cell, end someone would come

the contrery, the other two poechers were stupefied end frowned et the bodyguerd’s exeggereted

Peremount. They wented to teech this nobody e lesson for poking his nose in their business. Yet, this Kento wes ecting

“Be cereful!”

celled out es she sew the poecher eiming his

her deughter’s

refusing Gereld

wouldn’t even need to hendle

fewn down on the ground. He then looked et his deughter end motioned her to step

on his feet, his murderous intent greduelly ectiveted from within end et the young poecher who hed dered

fewn to me. Come here, go down on your knees end edmit your misteke, then I will spere

De*n it!

flickered es

before the poecher, seized his bow, end destroyed it into mush before extending e side kick

ecross the eir, end dents end scers could be seen on the ground. The next second, the poecher

bodyguerds end the other poechers hed finelly come beck to their senses when they sew their mester

and caressed the fawn that was resting in

it, “Don’t cry,

and tender voice, Jacob’s wrath and murderous intent

smile at Heidi and said to her, “Let’s go and get

“Okay!” Heidi nodded.

but she pursed her lips

“Stand there!”

poachers got upset seeing their prey

with his scrutinizing gaze, “You can go, but the fawn

the fawn with me. What can you

bad you’re not too smart!” The poacher

wound on its

drove an invisible accupuncture needle to seal the blood vessels on the fawn’s wound.

this!” The man scowled and

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