As before, Jackson was always fixated on the pirate situation.
But now, what was making Jackson so evasive?
Jackson strolled to the back of the cave, umbrella in hand, listening to the strong wind battering the trees.
The black bear's slap still left his chest aching faintly, and the pain became unbearable whenever he breathed rapidly.
It seemed he would need to find some herbs tomorrow; otherwise, if the pain persisted, it could lead to more serious issues.
After pondering, Jackson decided to set more traps the next day to see if he could procure valuable medicinal items like snake gall.
If not for that enormous savage, bear gall would have been a good option.
Jackson chuckled, turned to head back, and heard the laughter of three women playing ahead.
These three women were true op
