Chapter 014: Not a Bad Person

“Clang!”
Just as the green arrow was about a meter away from Du Fan’s head, it suddenly stopped, hovering in midair abruptly before falling to the ground due to exhaustion.
What was going on? What had just happened?
The green arrow on the ground left Du Fan stunned, as he hadn’t made any move to block it—after all, he hadn’t expected an arrow to be shot at him at all.
The archery skills of the elves were inherently mysterious and extraordinary; the arrows they shot often made no sound. Not only could Du Fan not see them coming, but even if he had, it would be difficult for him to dodge them for sure.
At that moment, three more arrows were shot at him. But this time, Du Fan was prepared. With a gentle swing of his wooden stick, he deflected the direction of all three arrows.
At the same time, Du Fan spotted three elves hiding behind trees not far away—two young elves and one adult male elf. The arrows earlier had been shot by the adult male elf.
Such fast arrows, such powerful force—this male elf must be at least an eighth-level archer.
Du Fan thought to himself as he rushed forward at top speed, trying to close the distance between him and the three elves as quickly as possible.
When fighting elves who were skilled in archery, the first thing to do to win was not to create distance, so as not to become a target for them. Otherwise, winning would be very difficult.
Du Fan’s movement was extremely fast. In just a few seconds, he reached them before the adult elf could shoot another arrow.
The adult elf was also shocked. He had thought Du Fan would be dead after the first arrow, but even after three consecutive arrows, Du Fan remained unharmed.
“Brother Joey—” The two young elves, scared by Du Fan’s sudden attack, hid behind the adult elf Joey and started screaming.
“Holy Light Cross—Slash!”
Although he was holding only an ordinary wooden stick, he could still unleash holy light combat energy. At that moment, Du Fan’s face was filled with purity, showing his deep devotion. No wonder the high-ranking figures in the Light Church always believed that Du Fan’s devotion to the God of Light was completely sincere.
A snow-white cross appeared, instantly shattering Joey’s long bow. Du Fan’s target wasn’t Joey himself, but his bow.
“Mr. Elf, for someone who loves nature, killing outright goes against the teachings of the Goddess of Nature.”

Du Fan’s expression was one of utter regret. At that moment, his shamanic traits kicked in again, and his face took on an air of piety as if trying to guide others toward goodness.
Joey stepped back a few steps, protecting the two young elves behind her, and said resentfully, “The Goddess of Nature won’t blame me for killing a despicable human.” “Uh, Mr. Elf, you seem to have misunderstood the question. The question is… can you kill me now? And if, say, my hand trembles, just think—would the two elf seedlings behind you wither because of it?”
Upon hearing Du Fan’s words, Joey’s expression changed drastically, and she instinctively hugged the two young elves tightly.
Before this, Joey and the two young elves had been captured by human hunters. They had barely managed to escape, hoping to return to the Kayi tribe. But they ran into Du Fan, and to their surprise, he was incredibly powerful—able to easily dodge even the arrows of an eighth-level archer.
Joey was extremely frustrated. If only she hadn’t intervened and had taken the young elves and left quietly, nothing would have happened. But she couldn’t hold back. The thought of human hunters persecuting elves made her act.
A fierce look appeared in Joey’s eyes. “Despicable humans! If you’re going to attack, attack me instead! Leave the children alone!” “Swish!” The wooden stick in Du Fan’s hand emitted a holy glow as it struck Joey’s face hard, leaving a bloody mark on his handsome face.
Du Fan never showed mercy to those who wanted to kill him, even if there might be some misunderstanding between them—he would never hold back.
A misunderstanding? Could it be resolved just with a misunderstanding? Ridiculous! If I hadn’t dodged that arrow earlier, I’d probably be dead right now!
Du Fan’s strike left Joey dizzy, but she didn’t dare retaliate. She kept holding the two young elves tightly in her arms, never letting go.
“By the God of Light, your constant accusations of me being despicable anger me. Tell me, how exactly have I been despicable to you? You were the one who shot at me first. If anything, you should be considered despicable too.”
Du Fan’s words left Joey stunned for a moment; she didn’t know how to respond.
“None of humans are good. What’s wrong with me killing you? Should I wait for you to gather others to harm us elves?”
It took a long time before Joey came up with what she thought were sufficient reasons.
Poor child… She must have been brainwashed since childhood…

Du Fan sighed helplessly and said, “If I go by your logic, I could also say that none of the elves are good people. So, it wouldn’t be wrong for me to kill you, right?” He raised the wooden stick in his hand, which once again emitted a holy glow. “You… despicable…” “Bang!” Before Joey could utter any more insults, Du Fan had already knocked him out with a single strike. “Phew… Now the world is quiet. Um, the two little ones won’t be scared. Uncle’s stick only hits those with foul mouths; it never hits kids.” Du Fan stroked the heads of the two young elves, smiling gently. The stark contrast in his expression terrified the young elves, who trembled so much they didn’t even think of running. To them, this human was now equivalent to a devil. Du Fan didn’t care what the little elves thought; he just wanted to clarify a few things. He picked up one of the little elves, humming a holy song that could lull children to sleep. Without even using the stick that had knocked Joey out, he walked away in no time. This place was too dangerous—the two groups of elves could return at any moment, and Joey’s temper was too bad to communicate with. That’s why Du Fan decided to take the little elves to a remote place for a thorough interrogation. After all, he still didn’t even know where they were. It was much easier to communicate with children… That’s what Du Fan always believed. After finding a very remote spot where no one would come for a while, Du Fan focused on questioning the two little elves. Both were under ten years old, thin and frail—one male, one female—somewhat similar in appearance. The female elf was slightly older; clearly, they were siblings. “I won’t tell you anything no matter what you ask, hmph.” The younger elf brother was very reticent. No matter how Du Fan tried to persuade him, he remained silent. “You’re his sister, right? Well, your brother is so cute… You don’t want anything missing from him, do you?” Du Fan gently moved his hand back and forth beneath the younger elf’s waist. He felt a pang of sorrow—was he being too vulgar? Hearing Du Fan’s words, the elder elf sister trembled with fear.

With Du Fan’s methods, it was extremely easy to get useful information out of those two young elves. He didn’t even have to use much persuasion; before long, the older elf sister, Nanali, told him everything he wanted to know.
This was the Dusk Mountains, the World of Warcraft… one of the most dangerous places on the continent. Legend has it that countless treasures lie in the Dusk Mountains, and some even claim to have seen the legendary gods there with their own eyes.
From Sister Nanali, the elf, Du Fan learned that they came from the Kayi Elf Tribe. The Kayi Elf Tribe was considered a medium-sized force in the Dusk Mountains, with its own territory and over 200 elves.
What worried Du Fan was that they weren’t at the edge of the Dusk Mountains. In other words, even if he knew the correct way out now, it wasn’t easy to leave just by walking.
Every inch of land in the Dusk Mountains hid dangers. The reason they hadn’t encountered any monsters or such for so long was because this was the territory of the Kayi Elf Tribe. What they might encounter if they left this territory was hard to say.
Sister Nanali was very obedient, but unfortunately, she was still too young to know the correct path out of the Dusk Mountains. As for her seemingly arrogant little elf brother… apart from being used to threaten Nanali, Du Fan couldn’t think of any other use for him.
The tribe leader, Nai Xiu, was an elf archer god who surpassed the level of a ninth-grade archer, with strength comparable to that of a human domain expert.
This was probably the most useful piece of information Du Fan got from Nanali. A Domain Archer—what a terrifying profession! Arrows imbued with domain power couldn’t be easily dodged.
Strange… When Qiao Yi shot the first arrow at me just now, I didn’t make any move to counter. Why did I suddenly stop?
Was Chenchen helping me secretly? Unlikely. If so, she wouldn’t need to play tricks on me at this moment. Could it be…
Du Fan suddenly thought of a possibility.
“Um, Nanali, right? I have one more question. If you can answer it, I’ll send you guys back. Yeah, you guys. Uncle won’t hurt you—he’ll just let you go.”
Du Fan smiled as he pinched Nanali’s little cheeks, thinking to himself that if this little elf grew up, her appearance would surely be no worse than that of the Domain Archer Nai Xiu.
Nanali replied timidly, “Ask away. As long as you don’t hurt my brother, I’ll answer any question you have.”