After weaving through the woods for some distance, the Golden Retriever stopped up ahead.
Qin Ziwen stood some distance away, looking at a clearing ahead.
He had the others put down their backpacks and hide them in a nearby bush, then advanced with his weapon drawn.
A man was sitting by the roots of a tree, his back against the trunk. The Golden Retriever ran over, nuzzled him with its head, and then barked a few times in the direction they had come from.
Qin Ziwen kept his distance, asking from behind a tree, "What happened to you?"
Hearing a voice, the man sitting by the roots seemed to regain some of his spirit. He turned his head and said excitedly, "My leg is injured. It hurts like hell if I move. Can you help me?"
"How did you injure your leg?"
"A wild boar rammed me. We were hunting it just now. After it got hurt, it went crazy, zeroed in on me, and broke my leg. The boar got away in the end."
"Where are your companions?"
