The Fire Spitting Hound struggled a few times, and the flames on its body gradually dissipated. Finally, its breath ceased, but the ferocity remained in its eyes.
Mo Hua was shocked and, looking up, he saw Mo Shan standing alone on a distant rock, his face as still as water.
A chill settled in Mo Hua’s heart.
It was over, he had secretly entered the mountain, and his father had discovered it.
Mo Hua hadn’t told his parents because he was afraid they would worry, and at the same time, he knew they would not agree with him entering Big Black Mountain.
Although Big Black Mountain was dangerous, one couldn’t avoid it for a lifetime.
With thorough preparation and caution, Big Black Mountain was not a place of certain death.
Mo Hua knew that his parents would find out sooner or later, but he didn’t expect to be discovered so soon.
His plan to hunt Monster Beasts in Big Black Mountain had only just begun…
Mo Hua sighed, finally understanding the taste of “a venture failing before it’s halfway done.”
Mo Shan didn’t say much, but his complexion clearly didn’t look good.
Mo Hua felt apprehensive, and even Da’hu and the others didn’t dare to breathe too loudly.
After they had dealt with the Fire Spitting Hound, Mo Shan asked Da’hu and the others to go back home first.
“Uncle Mo, don’t blame Mo Hua. It was us…” Shuanghu said weakly.
“Alright, you boys go home,” Mo Shan said softly.
No one knows a child better than their parents.
Although Mo Hua was young, he was intelligent and resolute.
Even though Da’hu and the others were older, when they played together, the one to make the decisions was certainly Mo Hua. Going into the mountains to hunt Monster Beasts, there was no need to think; it must have been Mo Hua who convinced them.
Mo Shan sighed. He wanted to scold Mo Hua, but he didn’t know what to say.
After the father and son returned home, they ate their meal in silence.
Mo Shan’s face was stern, and he said nothing. Mo Hua also kept his eyes and nose toward his own bowl, eating obediently.
Liu Ruhua looked at Mo Shan with a puzzled expression and then curiously at Mo Hua.
After the meal, just as Mo Shan was about to speak, Liu Ruhua said, “Huar, go back to your room and read your books.”
Mo Shan’s words got stuck in his throat, and he paused for a moment.
Mo Hua felt relieved and, with a grateful glance at his mother, quickly slipped back to his room.
Then Liu Ruhua asked, “What happened?”
Mo Shan sighed and told her about encountering Mo Hua in Big Black Mountain.
Liu Ruhua was startled, “Huar is so bold!”
“Yes, with Big Black Mountain being so dangerous, if something were to have happened to him…”
Mo Shan frowned and spoke, his expression filled with retrospective fear.
“So what do you plan to do about it?” she asked.
After thinking for a while, Mo Shan said:
“From what I could see at a distance, Huar didn’t enter Big Black Mountain out of curiosity or for fun. It seems he had a real plan. And the way he went about Monster Hunting, he was very systematic—setting up Trap Formations, leaving the finishing work to Da’hu and the others—it was all meticulously planned, even more thorough and cautious than some experienced Monster Hunters…”
“But in a place like Big Black Mountain, it’s not the fear of one in a million chances, but the fear of that one chance that could happen. No one knows what dangers one might encounter…”
Mo Shan continued, his tone firm, “I won’t blame him this time, but he absolutely cannot go to Big Black Mountain again!”
Liu Ruhua thought for a moment, sighed, held Mo Shan’s hand, and said softly:
“You must know that we, as parents, can’t accompany Huar for a lifetime.”