2925 Human Face and Beast Heart
On the opposite side, Chen Qi forcefully dragged Old Village Chief, whose arm and leg were broken, and pushed him down onto the ground.

“Haha,” Old Village Chief emitted a series of inhuman cries, his face contorted into a deep shade of purple, and his bulging eyes appeared on the verge of popping out of their sockets.

Hu Erhua’s appearance mirrored his misery. As Lu Zheng ushered him out of the room with his hands tied behind his back, he yelled persistently, “What is your intention?”

“I strongly suggest you reconsider the tasks you’ve undertaken!” Qiao Mu advised with a cold demeanor.

“The organization supporting us is not one to be trifled with.”

Qiao Mu gave him a disdainful glance and uttered coldly, “What organization? Are you referring to the Heavenly Fate?”

“You’re just a mere commander of the Heavenly Fate. Do you believe you hold significant importance? Just because of your mishap, do you think the Heavenly Fate will retaliate against us?”

Hu Erhua’s face stiffened momentarily, and he tried to find words but found himself at a loss. What was happening?

A young woman had rendered him speechless?

He was acutely aware that within the organization, there were countless commanders like him. He didn’t particularly stand out in terms of strength or intelligence. His life meant little to the organization.

As he pondered, resentment welled up within him.

He had invested many years building a reasonably sized base in the eastern part of the North Wangda Forest. With a few more years of effort, he might have been able to catch the attention of the organization’s higher-ups. Perhaps then, he could have made strides forward.

However, now, a once-promising base had fallen into the hands of these individuals, and Hu Erhua couldn’t help but resent the situation.

The Old Village Chief, a formidable Physical Master, had proved no match for these attackers.

The commotion stirred by the Hua family had already drawn the attention of villagers. Hu Erhua held a respected position in the village, and as the villagers witnessed his family’s predicament, they spontaneously rallied, grabbing their hoes and rakes, and charged toward the scene with fervor.

The roads quickly became congested with the arrival of these villagers, creating a sizable crowd.

Qiao Mu cast a dispassionate glance over the gathering crowd and spoke in a composed tone, “Would you like to know who this person is?” With that, she kicked the bound Old Village Chief in front of the onlookers.

Their faces turned pale with fear as they recognized him. They murmured to each other, “Isn’t that the Old Village Chief?”

“No, this can’t be right. How did the Old Village Chief end up like this?”

At that moment, another woman who had entered Hu Er and Hua’s house along with the deceased woman rushed out and addressed the assembled villagers, “Fellow villagers, you’re not mistaken. It’s him, the village chief! He’s the vine monster!”

A hushed murmur swept through the crowd, and more and more villagers gathered around. Their expressions were filled with disbelief.

The vine monster was a creature they were all too familiar with. Over the past few years, it had been known to sneak into villagers’ homes during the night, often targeting young boys. Those boys who had been taken never returned, leading many to believe that they had fallen prey to the vine monster.

As for the village chief, he had always been considered a compassionate figure. Whenever a boy went missing in the village, he would mobilize the entire community. He’d leave the underground village and covertly search neighboring villages, putting on a facade of deep concern and heartache as he tirelessly worked for the well-being of the villagers.