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Upon hearing this, Sun Dazhu was startled.

"Kill...kill a tiger? A tiger from Black Wind Ridge?"

Sun Dazhu stared at Chen Mo in astonishment, noticing that the latter's expression and tone did not seem like he was joking.

"Brother Mo, calm down! That's a tiger! If the two of us go, what's the difference between us and suicide?"

Sun Dazhu quickly tried to persuade him.

"This is not suicide, but defying fate."

Chen Mo's eyes were quite determined.

"But……"

Sun Dazhu hesitated.

"We won't have peace of mind until this tiger is eliminated. As you can see today, the villagers are worried sick when they go up the mountain to cultivate the land. If this drags on, our autumn harvest will be affected."

Chen Mo then offered further advice.

"Besides, the Wang family is still eyeing us covetously, and we don't have time."

These words were reasonable and well-founded, but Sun Dazhu still looked somewhat conflicted. He said, "But it's just the two of us? Why don't we call on the other villagers? Many hands make light work, and dealing with a tiger won't be difficult."

"Should we call them?"

Chen Mo shook his head and said, "The more people there are, the more trouble it will cause. Two people are just enough."

By this time, they were no longer as thin and weak as they had been.

These days, we eat meat almost every day, and we're constantly clearing land and working hard, so our bodies are already very strong.

Are two people really enough?

Sun Dazhu expressed his doubts.

"I have something to tell you."

Chen Mo suddenly lowered his voice.

"What?"

"The government has offered a reward of one hundred taels of silver to anyone who can hunt down the tiger."

Chen Mo said in a low voice.

"One hundred taels?!"

Sun Dazhu's eyes widened instantly.

Even if split equally, one hundred taels would be enough for him and his father to move to town and live a good life.

"A generous reward will surely attract brave men. If this news gets out, not only the villagers, but even the hunters from the surrounding area will come to Black Wind Ridge," Chen Mo added.

Upon hearing this, Sun Dazhu immediately understood the importance of the matter.

Chen Mo continued, "If we bring other villagers up the mountain together, are you planning to split this hundred taels of silver equally with them? Besides, with more people around, they might accidentally discover our secret vegetable garden and grain storage cave. If the Wang family comes looking for us then, we're finished."

"But, Brother Mo, we don't even know where the tiger is, how are we supposed to make a move?"

Hearing these words, Sun Dazhu's resolve began to waver.

"I've found the tiger's trail." Chen Mo sheathed his knife. "That tiger is still deep in Black Wind Ridge; it hasn't gone far."

Sun Dazhu was stunned, unsure how to respond.

Seeing Sun Dazhu's indecisiveness, Chen Mo simply drew his knife and stuck it in the ground.

"Don't hesitate, let's do it tonight. If we miss this opportunity, do you want to spend your whole life tending those few acres of wasteland, living at the mercy of the Wang family? Do you want your father to suffer for the rest of his life?"

These words immediately struck a nerve with Sun Dazhu.

"But, Brother Mo, is the government's bounty real or fake? What if we risk our lives to kill the tiger but don't get the money..."

This is what Sun Dazhu is most worried about right now.

"Even without the reward, that tiger is a treasure from head to toe. The tiger skin alone can fetch a good price, and even the meat is enough to feed us for a long time," Chen Mo said.

"So... how confident are we?"

Sun Dazhu was a little nervous.

"If I go by myself, it's less than 30%, but if you go with me, it's 70%."

"Seventy percent?"

"We won't engage him in close combat. We can set a trap and hunt him down with arrows without taking any risks."

Chen Mo said that he roughly had a plan in mind.

He patted Sun Dazhu on the shoulder and said sincerely, "Dazhu, the reason I came to you is because I trust you. You've been through thick and thin with me these past few days, and I know you're reliable. If you don't want to today, I won't force you; I'll go by myself tonight."

As Sun Dazhu stared at Chen Mo, he couldn't help but recall the care Chen Mo had given him over the past few days.

"Okay! I'm willing to do it! Let's give it a shot!"

Sun Dazhu suddenly stood up.

"After dinner, let's meet at our usual spot. Remember, don't alert anyone else."

A smile appeared on Chen Mo's face.

After making their agreement, the two went their separate ways down the mountain.

When Chen Mo returned home, Chen Ling'er had already served dinner.

"Brother, you're finally back! Come and eat."

Chen Ling'er obediently served her father and brother a bowl of fish soup.

Now their lives are getting better and better, with meat and soup at almost every meal. Apart from having to be wary of the Wang family, there really isn't anything difficult about them.

Chen Dashan sat to the side, took a sip of soup, and suddenly said, "By the way, Mo'er, I heard from the villagers today that there are tigers in Black Wind Ridge, and they even ate people. When you go up the mountain, you must be extra careful. If you really can't manage, just rest for a couple of days. Anyway, we have enough to eat at home."

Chen Mo paused slightly before nodding and replying, "I understand, Father. I will be careful."

He didn't tell his father about hunting tigers in the mountains that night, mainly because he was afraid his family would worry, and the matter was too dangerous, so the fewer people who knew, the better.

After dinner, Chen Mo returned to his room and began packing his equipment.

He had just finished tying up the bow and arrows when Chen Dashan's voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Mo'er, where are you going?"

Chen Dashan asked in a low voice.

"It's nothing, it's just that Dazhu and I need to go up the mountain early tomorrow to guard our vegetable garden in case there are wild animals."

Chen Mo secretly hid the weapon and made up a random excuse.

"Is that really true?"

Chen Dashan was already somewhat suspicious.

"That's right, Father, you don't need to worry too much."

Chen Mo remained calm.

"Is it related to that tiger?"

Chen Dashan spoke again.

Chen Mo was taken aback, then said, "Don't worry, I'll be careful."

"We are living a peaceful life now, and that's enough. Mo'er, you must never take any more risks. I only hope that you can all live in peace and safety."

Chen Dashan earnestly gave his advice.

Chen Mo turned around, looked at his father's solemn expression, and sighed inwardly.

"Father, please rest assured, I have plans."

Chen Mo still didn't reveal the truth.

Looking into his son's calm eyes, Chen Dashan finally nodded slowly and said, "Alright then, you are the pillar of the family, and I believe in you. But you must remember that preserving your life is the most important thing."

"Yes, I will remember."

Chen Mo made a solemn promise.

It was late at night.

Chen Mo, carrying his weapon, quietly pushed open the door.

His family was already asleep. He quietly closed the door and then went out.

The entire village was completely dark.

The moonlight is perfect tonight, and the mountain path is faintly visible.

At the foot of Black Wind Ridge, Sun Dazhu was already waiting there.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Chen Mo arrive.

He was about to speak when Chen Mo interrupted him.

"Let's go up the mountain first," Chen Mo said.

Sun Dazhu nodded slowly, following closely behind Chen Mo.

The night wind whistled through the mountains and forests.

The wind rustled the leaves, creating a sense of tension.

Sun Dazhu gripped the knife tightly in his hand, fearing that a tiger might suddenly emerge from the jungle...