The three who had escaped included a tall man who was already injured. Along the way, they also had to take the General hostage, making the tall man even weaker, and the General had a crippled leg.

Their progress was exceedingly slow.

Just five miles out of the city, the lieutenant caught up with them from behind.

Seeing the lieutenant approach, the three men who had initially relaxed tensed up once again.

The tall man got up and pushed the General in front of his chest again.

Seeing the lieutenant come even closer, the tall man shouted, "Stay back! If you come any closer, your General will die!"

The lieutenant showed no intention of stopping.

This left the tall man at a loss.

When they were just ten paces apart, the lieutenant continued to advance.

The tall man threatened again.

The lieutenant didn't stop and raised his gun, pointing it at the tall man.

The General's face turned ashen; seeing the lieutenant raise his gun, he roared, "You dare!"

The lieutenant finally stopped, smiling, "What wouldn't I dare!"

Without giving anyone a chance to react, he raised his hand and fired. The tall man didn't expect this and instinctively dodged backwards.

It was the General who got shot, right between the eyes, dying with his eyes wide open.

The tall man, catching his breath, threw the General's corpse at the lieutenant and turned to run towards the forest with the other two.

The dwarf was agile, leaping far ahead and occasionally swinging from tree branches, emitting strange, shrill cries.

The big man, with his long stride, covered a substantial distance in a single step.

The Young Master followed behind the two, stumbling and crawling.

The lieutenant deflected the General's body and fired at the fleeing men but missed.

Without hesitation, he pursued them.

The men he brought quickly recovered from seeing the General killed; they were all loyal followers of the lieutenant for years, naturally, no one objected.

They followed the lieutenant and fired as they chased.

The three entered the forest, with the dwarf swinging from tree to tree like a monkey, his cries becoming more urgent.

The lieutenant couldn't understand what the dwarf was shrieking about.

The tall man wasn't as fortunate; injured and weak, his reactions slowed, and after running wildly for a while, he couldn't continue.

Dizzy, he was hit in the back by a gunshot and fell to the ground.

The dwarf turned back resolutely to cradle the tall man in his arms.

The pursuers surrounded them.

The Young Master was also captured and brought forward.

The Young Master collapsed to the ground, trembling all over.

Seeing the three had no escape, the lieutenant stepped forward.

He glanced at a nearby tree and saw a small monkey curiously watching him.

Being in the wild, it wasn't unusual to see monkeys, so the lieutenant paid it no mind.

He stepped forward and took the gun from the tall man's hand, standing up.

The Young Master immediately knelt down, kowtowing tearfully, begging the lieutenant for his life.

With interest, the lieutenant squatted in front of the Young Master and asked, "Let you go? What about avenging your father?"

The Young Master didn't dare to look up; at that moment, all thoughts of revenge were gone. He continuously kowtowed, mumbling, "No revenge, no revenge!"

"No revenge isn't an option!" the lieutenant shouted.

The shout made the Young Master shiver.

"You don't know, do you? The one who killed your father wasn't me! It was him!" The lieutenant pointed at the tall man.

The Young Master looked in the direction of the lieutenant's point.

He was stunned.

"That beast who lived in your house, treated you like a brother, tricked you, and killed your father—it wasn't me!"

The Young Master looked at the tall man in disbelief.

The tall man didn't look at him or speak.

The Young Master then believed the lieutenant's words.

He fell into confusion, not knowing what to do.

The dwarf said, "When it comes to being beasts, we're not as good as you. Don't forget, you just killed your General."

The lieutenant smiled and replied, "I have you to thank. Otherwise, I wouldn't have found such a good opportunity."

Then he looked at the dwarf.

The dwarf was thoughtful and then said, "I see. No wonder. Ruthless, well done!"

The lieutenant replied, "You're too kind!"

The Young Master, recovering from his shock, yelled at the tall man, "Why did you deceive me?"

The lieutenant also noticed two more monkeys crouching in the grass, looking around.

He cautiously looked around and, seeing no other monkeys, finally felt at ease.

Thinking he was being too wary, a few monkeys posed no threat.

The tall man weakly told the Young Master, "I didn't deceive you. You never asked, and I never told you it was him who killed your father."

The Young Master was momentarily speechless.

In a fit of rage, he rushed at the tall man, but the dwarf holding the tall man easily grabbed the Young Master's hand.

The Young Master realized that the dwarf, less than three feet tall, had immense strength, and he couldn't break free.

The dwarf swung and tossed the Young Master to the ground.

The lieutenant stepped forward, holding his gun, and pointed it at the Young Master.

"I'll give you a chance for revenge. Use it. Two bullets will take care of them."

Just as the Young Master reached for the gun, the lieutenant's expression changed because he saw more monkeys crouching in the grass behind the Young Master.

The lieutenant cautiously retreated, looking around with his scalp tingling.

Unknowingly, dozens of monkeys had surrounded them from the trees, ground, and grasses.

And above them was the monkey the lieutenant had seen before, the one that bit the Young Marshal, with a scar on its face.

It bared its teeth at the lieutenant, growling.

The lieutenant suddenly understood that the dwarf's strange calls were actually monkey cries.

Ignoring the situation, the dwarf cried out loud again, causing the monkeys to screech loudly.

The lieutenant instantly pointed his gun at the dwarf, raising it and firing. The bullet aimed straight at the dwarf's forehead.

With unknown energy, the tall man sitting in the dwarf’s arms suddenly sat up, shielding the dwarf.

The bullet hit the tall man in the chest directly.

The lieutenant wanted to shoot again, but the monkey lunged at him, forcing him to turn his gun.

At that moment, gunshots and shouts echoed around them, and the monkeys, fearless, attacked the soldiers.

The tall man used his last bit of strength and shouted at the dwarf, urging him to run!

The dwarf reluctantly turned and, like a monkey, swung up the tree and vanished in a few leaps.

The lieutenant wanted to chase but was entangled by the monkey horde, unable to break free.

The damned scar-faced monkey, after dodging two shots from the lieutenant, also disappeared.

Only a group of frantic monkeys remained.

Fortunately, the men, being former soldiers and battle-tested, weren't afraid of these low-intelligence monkeys.

After a resounding burst of gunfire, the monkeys retreated, leaving behind over a dozen corpses, while the lieutenant's men were all wounded, either scratched or bitten, though none were seriously injured.

But two more lay dead on the ground, the tall man lifeless, and the Young Master dead from a stray bullet.

The lieutenant looked unwillingly towards where the dwarf had vanished, knowing this feud would only end with death.