Top-class Bodyguard

Chapter 1008 - 985: These Idiots

Really, the old man seems to only know how to discourage people and nothing else.

Ren Feng hung up the phone and left the room, heading downstairs.

The landlady saw a guest coming down and immediately brought out the prepared breakfast.

"The snow is too heavy now, it's hard to go into the mountains, and this is all the food we have," the landlady said with a smile as she placed some butter tea and a simple breakfast on Ren Feng's table.

"It's fine," Ren Feng replied with a smile. "By the way, landlady, may I ask if you know about Zhumula Snow Mountain?"

The young man who sat nearby last night happened to walk out and upon hearing Ren Feng's question, looked towards him with a shiver.

"I've heard of it," the landlady said with a smile. "Zhumula Snow Mountain is famous because it has a Snow City, and there's even a Saint living in the Snow City."

"Do you know how to get there?" Ren Feng asked urgently.

The landlady shook her head, "I know, but I can't be your guide. Right now the heavy snow has practically closed the mountain, it's impossible to get in. Moreover, the road to Snow City goes through the Glacial Rift, which is too dangerous. Ordinary people can't get through, only the old hunters familiar with the snow mountain and the people from Snow City can."

Ren Feng glanced up, the wind and snow outside were still howling, the sound crashing through the windows, seemingly heavier than yesterday.

The young man leaned against the back wooden wall, watching Ren Feng with a look that seemed playful, as if taking a newfound interest in him.

Ren Feng sighed inwardly, "So, landlady, do you have a map here?"

"No, and maps of the snow mountain aren't static. The ground moves, which changes the snow mountain. Many previously passable paths will develop cracks, and previously separated peaks could merge together. Just following a map could easily lead you into danger.

If you want to enter Snow City, you could wait until the snow stops, and then an old hunter might take you into the mountain."

"When might the snow stop?"

"At the earliest, it will be at least three months."

Ren Feng was left speechless, he had already complained about the old man countless times by this point, to let him figure out how to get to Snow City without even knowing the route.

This old man is too irresponsible!

"Alright, never mind," Ren Feng said with a smile.

The landlady nodded and went back to work.

Ren Feng pondered for a moment. Without knowing the route, there was no way to enter Snow City. Plus, he couldn't wait two months, at most he had ten days.

As he was deep in thought, suddenly a knife was placed on the table. Ren Feng looked up, and it was the young man from last night sitting beside him, studying him.

"You want to go to Snow City?" Xiao Mo asked casually.

"Yes." Ren Feng nodded.

"What do you want in Snow City?" Xiao Mo asked. "There's nothing worth pursuing there."

"There is for me," Ren Feng smiled.

Xiao Mo scrutinized Ren Feng carefully but found he couldn't quite see through him.

"It seems you're also someone trained in Martial Arts?"

Ren Feng nodded, "I have matters to attend to in Snow City."

"Alright, in that case, follow me later. I'll take you to Snow City," Xiao Mo said casually.

Ren Feng's eyes lit up. He hadn't expected this person to be from Snow City.

"However, the premise is you have to keep up with me. If you can't and you get lost in the snow mountain, your life or death is none of my concern. After all, not just anyone can go to Snow City. If your skills aren't enough, you might die on the way. Have you thought it through?"

Ren Feng nodded, "I've thought it through."

"Alright then, rest for a while. We'll leave in an hour."

After saying this, Xiao Mo stood up and moved to another table to sit down.

This person seemed a bit cold, but Ren Feng wasn't surprised.

Meanwhile, the group of burly men from last night also came down from upstairs, dressed tightly with snakeskin bags strapped to them, carrying equipment, and heading straight outside.

"Hey, going into the mountains is very dangerous right now," the landlady shouted after them.

"It's fine, we'll be back soon," a burly man said casually.

Watching them leave, Xiao Mo shook his head slightly, "These idiots."

Ren Feng glanced at the group and could roughly guess what they were up to.

Poaching!

There are many rare wild animals in the snow mountains, and because they're extremely difficult to catch, they're always in a high-value market with no supply. They fetch very high prices.

Of course, the risk is also very high. Hunting in the snow mountain in such weather, their target is likely snow foxes which only come out in such conditions.

Ren Feng finished his butter tea, breakfast, and put some cash on the landlady's table. Xiao Mo also stood up, carrying his knife and heading outside.

Ren Feng followed behind Xiao Mo. He appeared to be moving very slowly, but his speed was far faster than an ordinary person. What surprised Ren Feng was that he left no footprints in the snow.

This meant that the young man had a very advanced grasp of his True Qi.

Ren Feng followed behind Xiao Mo, heading directly to the snow mountain entrance. The snow, as large as goose feathers, was still blowing, and the two of them appeared as two black dots amidst the white peaks.

Entering the snow mountain range, Xiao Mo walked towards the snow mountain on the left. He sensed for a moment and found Ren Feng was still right behind him, keeping the same distance as at the beginning.

He's actually keeping up!

Xiao Mo felt a hint of surprise; this guy's skills were indeed not simple.

As they walked further, entering a valley surrounded by snowy peaks, everything was covered in white. Suddenly Ren Feng looked up to find a snow fox watching them from a distance before speeding away.

The poachers' target was no doubt these creatures.

Ren Feng thought internally, still trailing Xiao Mo.

Meanwhile, the group of burly men was on the snow mountain next to where they were.

"Boss, I see it, there's a snow fox over there," a burly man said excitedly.

Their eyes lit up. Snow foxes are rarer and more valuable than giant pandas. Just shooting one alone would fetch an extremely high price for its fur.

Their leader licked his lips, "Old three, your marksmanship is the best, can you hit its head without damaging the fur?"

"I can."

Another man directly raised his gun, aimed at the snow leopard, watched it, and suddenly pulled the trigger.

But at that moment, the snow fox darted aside, avoiding the shot, and in panic, it sprinted furiously away into the distance.

"Damn! It dodged!"

The third man cursed, the sound of the gunshot still echoing.

While they were moving forward, Xiao Mo heard the distant gunshot, recognized it, and his face changed, "Those idiots!"