"Mr. Abdon, don''t worry-l''m also a viger of Dragos. I want our vige to be safe, I was just a little


    impulsive today. I''m sorry..." Neil bowed to the vigers politely, then turned and said to Stefan, "Let''s


    go, man. I told you this wouldn''t work."


    "Okay, I understand." Stefan nodded.


    The both of them turned around and walked out of the vige as the vigers watched.


    Stefan stopped when the torches were almost out of sight and asked Neil seriously, "This show has


    gone on long enough. Can we go back now?"


    "It isn''t a show. I really do want to take you out of the vige." Neil gave Stefan an awkward look and


    fished out the bank card with therge sum of money that he had epted. "I''ll return the money to


    you. I don''t want you to get hurt by the vigers."


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    "Excuse me?" Stefan frowned, his expression turning icy. He felt like Neil had fooled him. He wouldn''t


    have left if Neil had told him that from the beginning. On the contrary, he would have tried to persuade


    that elder to help him. But now, Neil wanted to leave, and it put Stefan in a dilemma.


    "Mr. Hunt, don''t me me for breaking my word. You saw it too-the vigers don''t wee outsiders. If


    anyone even dares to dream of taking the dragon''s saliva, they''ll be sacrificed to our ancestors. We''ve


    already alerted them today, so I think they''ll increase their security for the next few days. You won''t get


    it," Neil exined helplessly. If they had not alerted the vigers, they could have snuck into the vige.


    They might have even had a chance when the guards changed their shifts, but now, it seemed like the


    only option was to be sacrificed to the ancestors.


    "I don''t want to be sacrificed, and I don''t want you to be either. Your wife is waiting for you at home,


    so..." Neil looked at Stefan and sighed. "You''d better give up. See if there''s any other herb to rece


    this."


    "Over my dead body!" Stefan was firm. "I never give up. If I retreat because of my fear now, my wife will


    be dead. I have no choice-l have to get the dragon''s saliva."


    "Ugh... I want to help, but I really can''t be your guide any more." Neil swallowed and turned away


    guiltily. He was about to return to his vige." Hurry down the mountains since it''s still early, it''s


    dangerous here at night. There are all kinds of beasts around.”


    Stefan was reluctant to force Neil since he had decided to leave. "I won''t force you if you don''t want to


    stay. After all, this is too risky for you. I''m doing this for my wife, but you don''t have to risk your life with


    me."


    "Thank you for understanding. I just got married and don''t have a child yet. I don''t want to be cooked; I


    don''t care if you call me a coward." Neil bowed at Stefan, grateful that he didn''t force him. He felt that


    he had wronged Stefan. If he had a right to speak, he could have helped to beg for mercy on Stefan''s


    behalf. Unfortunately, he was merely a live-in son-inw, so nobody took his words seriously.


    "I can go up the mountain on my own." Stefan looked up at the dark mountains. He had made up his


    mind long ago-he wouldn''t turn around until he got the dragon''s saliva regardless of how dangerous


    this journey was.