Lin Mu was on his way to the outpost where the people of the Black Dune sect were fighting. He had been delayed by a day in all this and he didn't know how they were faring now.
There was no way to contact them since the communication jade slips were still blocked.
'Leaving those villagers is still quite uncomfortable…' Lin Mu thought to himself.
After saying a few words of comfort to the villagers and giving them some gold, Lin Mu had left. He had to hurry to the outpost or there might be more trouble coming his way. He also saw the villagers searching for their loved ones who had not made it.
Lin Mu was unable to get all of them in that time and about five percent of the population of the village had died. While the other five percent that was left behind in the village was injured.
