The sky collapsed, and in the blink of an eye, I found myself transported to Nanluoguxiang.

The three parties met on a platform halfway down a gentle slope.

Risu was the last to arrive. He pulled on the reins and jumped off, dragging seven or eight gazelles behind him with a rope.

He glanced around and when he saw that there was no one behind Li Kaixin, he could no longer suppress his smugness and grinned.

"Kid, you're really bad! How come you didn't hit a single one?" Risu continued to be sarcastic.

The Mongolian youths nearby turned their faces away in embarrassment upon hearing this.

I was planning to plead for him later, but now I don't even know how to start.

Ignoring the expressions on everyone's faces, Risu continued speaking to himself:

"It's alright, you lost this time. Just shout a couple of things and that's it. I won't make things difficult for you. I'll let you take one back later so you don't make a wasted trip."

After saying that, he pretended to be very magnanimous and waited for Li Kaixin's reaction.

One of the Mongolian youths couldn't help but cover his face and remind him, "Risu, stop talking!"

"What's wrong, Brother Menghe?" Risu turned his head and noticed that the expressions of the people around him were a little strange.

He glanced behind Li Kaixin again, and indeed there was nothing there.

"He didn't hit a single one, I won, what's with all those expressions?" Risu's voice no longer carried the smugness from before, but rather a hint of panic.

Chaoketu sighed and pointed into the distance: "Risu, look over there!"

Risu looked in the direction he pointed and then discovered that there were at least thirty or forty gazelle carcasses lying densely packed on the grassland in the distance.

"This, this..." Risu stammered, and it took him a while to react. He suddenly turned to look at Li Kaixin, "You did all of this?"

Li Kaixin smiled without saying a word, crossed his arms over his chest with his gun slung over his back, and nodded slightly.

Risu's face flushed red and then turned pale. Thinking back to his previous magnanimous demeanor, he felt like a clown.

Zhou Zhiming chuckled and burst out laughing: "Weren't you quite the talker just now? Now you're letting someone just shout a few words at you!"

As he spoke, he even pretended to imitate the actions of the Japanese and Soviets from before.

"Alright, Zhiming!" Li Kaixin stopped him with a smile.

Zhou Zhiming then shut his mouth, but his gaze toward Ri Su still held a hint of mockery.

At this moment, Chaoketu stepped forward and patted Risu on the shoulder: "Risu, you're a man of your word. You said it yourself just now."

Risu bit her lip and remained silent for a long time.

He lowered his head and walked up to Li Kaixin, bowing deeply: "I'm sorry, I was wrong just now. I'll accept whatever punishment you want me to receive."

After saying that, he closed his eyes, looking as if he was ready to die.

The Japanese and Soviet leaders waited with their eyes closed for a long time, but the expected mockery never came.

He quietly opened one eye and saw Li Kaixin staring at him with a half-smile.

"Alright, open your eyes." Li Kaixin's tone was relaxed. "If I really wanted to do something to you, I would have just done it already. Why would I need to fight you like this?"

Risu opened her eyes, her gaze filled with disbelief: "You...you're not going to hold it against me?"

"What, do you want me to do something?" Li Kaixin raised an eyebrow.

"No, no!" Risu quickly waved his hand, then paused, his expression becoming sincere, "You are really different from the person who came last time."

Li Kaixin nodded slightly and said seriously, "I can understand that you got into that situation; it wouldn't be pleasant for anyone. But you're too hasty. You can't generalize and condemn everyone, can you?"

"Thank you, I understand." After saying that, Risu walked over to Master Chen and the others and apologized to them one by one.

When it was Zhou Zhiming's turn, he pursed his lips somewhat reluctantly, but ultimately forgave her.

The atmosphere finally eased up.

The Mongolian youths, who had been indifferent before, gathered around Li Kaixin, eager to hear how he had mastered marksmanship and how he could kill people with a single shot from such a distance.

Seeing this, Li Kaixin felt somewhat helpless and gave a perfunctory reply.

Bayar then leaned closer to Chaoketu and winked, "So, I told you Brother Kaixin wouldn't mind, right?"

Chao Ketu nodded, his gaze falling on Li Kaixin, his eyes filled with even more admiration.

He called to the Mongolian youths surrounding Li Kaixin: "Alright, alright, stop crowding around him, go help him gather the gazelles."

"Alright, Chaoketu!" Menghe responded and immediately led the other three Mongolian brothers off on horseback.

Once the crowd dispersed, Li Kaixin breathed a sigh of relief and was about to ride off to catch up.

Risu leaned closer to him again, pointed to the group of gazelles behind him, and said, "Brother Li Kaixin, I know that with your skills, you look down on what I'm fighting."

He paused, then looked at Master Chen and the others, "But please, you and the three masters, be sure to accept it."

When Li Kaixin saw that he was going to give away all eight gazelles, he immediately refused: "No need for that, you can keep them yourself. After all, you were the one who hunted them, it wasn't easy for you."

The Japanese and Soviet leaders were in a dilemma for a moment, and turned to look at Chaoketu.

Seeing the pleading look in his eyes, Chaoketu chuckled and took over the conversation:

"Comrade Li Kaixin, please accept this as a gift, along with your three masters!"

"Since he made a mistake, it's definitely not something that can be forgiven with a simple apology. If you accept it, he'll feel more at ease."

Li Kaixin pondered for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

He also knew that the people of the grasslands were straightforward, and once they had said this much, they were definitely determined to give it to him, so refusing would be inappropriate.

Risu felt relieved when he saw that Li Kaixin had agreed.

Zhou Zhiming, who was standing to the side, lost all his previous reluctance. He looked at the yellow sheep on the ground and then remembered the mutton he had eaten at noon. His eyes lit up.

He took a few steps forward, trotted over to Risu, and chuckled, "Brother, I admit my attitude was a bit off just now. Why don't you scold me a couple more times? Otherwise, I won't feel at ease accepting this."

The air froze the moment those words were spoken.

Li Kaixin's face darkened, and he raised his hand to tap his apprentice on the head: "Zhiming, are you asking for a beating? What nonsense are you spouting all day long!"

"Ouch!" Zhou Zhiming rubbed his head, muttering with a wronged expression, "Master, I was just trying to liven things up."

As soon as he finished speaking, Master Chen stepped forward with a smile and said, "Alright, Kaixin, let's go over there too! Don't let the Mongolian brothers end up doing all the work for you when you're hunting the gazelles."

He then turned to Chaoketu and Risu: "Brother Risu, Brother Chaoketu, please don't take offense, Zhiming is just unreliable sometimes."

"It's nothing, Master Chen. I think Comrade Zhou Zhiming is a man of true character," Chaoketu replied with a smile.

Japan and the Soviet Union quickly echoed this sentiment.

He actually didn't dislike the loud and boisterous Zhou Zhiming at all; on the contrary, he had a certain fondness for him.

He could tell from what he had just seen that Zhou Zhiming was not a cunning person.