Frank smiled, shaking his head. “It was someone else, not them. Look!”

He gestured at the nearby woods with his chin, and Hana turned over there to find a gang emerging.

They were carrying compound bows and had hunting dogs with them-obviously poachers!

“Are you crazy?! Can’t you see that there’s people here?!” Hana snapped furiously.

Forget negligence-this group was fully equipped, even using thermal imaging, so their mishap really did not make sense.

“Watch it, lady!” their burly leader retorted coolly nonetheless. “Sure, we made a mistake, but you’re so rude you should be apologizing instead. We’re not savages!”

Hana smirked—she might be young, but that did not mean she was ignorant.