'But whether he's a real idiot or just playing dumb, he's just a kid at the Muscle Strengthening Stage. What kind of trouble could he possibly stir up? As long as we keep a close eye on him and don't give him a chance to use a Sound Transmission Talisman, he'll be helpless. After another half a day's travel, we'll be deep in the Barbaric Forest, beyond the range of any normal Sound Transmission Talisman. Then, he'll be meat on the chopping block, for us to carve up however we please.' The monkey-faced man thought for a moment before saying, "Little brother, my surname is Zhou. This is my brother, you can just call him Baldy."
"Alright. My surname is Mu, and my name is Mulin," Lin Ming said, giving a random name. The Southern Border Wilderness was vast and complex, with countless jungle tribes. Even if Ouyang Dihua had Thousand-Mile Eyes and Downwind Ears, it would be difficult to find him in the Southern Border. Still, Lin Ming didn't want any unnecessary trouble.
