As for why he asked this, it was because he had seen the deerskin coat on Old Wu's body, as well as the bandaged wounds.
It seemed that these people were responsible.
Once these words were spoken, the hunters in Zhuangjia Aozi hurriedly looked in unison toward one of the men standing at the forefront.
"It was me!"
Second Elder Zhuang spoke up with a muffled voice, stepping forward.
"While hunting in the mountains, I found this elderly man unconscious in the ice and snow, so I brought him back, after all, it is a human life."
"Yes, in order to save this elderly man, Second Elder Zhuang delayed his descent from the mountain, and even abandoned the game that he had caught," Uncle Guai from the village quickly added, plucking up his courage.
It was clear to the discerning observer that this elderly man's identity was special and seemed to be very important to the young man before them.
