"Daoist friend Shen, judging from your accent, you seem to be a local. But where did you live before, why are you injured, and why did you end up by the Luan Shui River?" Shen Huayuan's gaze sharpened as he looked at Shen Luo and asked.
Shen Luo was momentarily at a loss on how to explain his origin. He decided to circumvent the question and ambiguously replied:
"Yesterday, in Dengping City, I encountered a monster attacking the city. I couldn't resist and fought it. However, I was seriously injured by another powerful monster hidden in the clouds. I was then wounded by the monster again and fell into the river, unknowingly drifted here."
Upon hearing this, Shen Huayuan's expression slightly changed, and his gaze grew heavier.
Shen Yu furrowed his brows as well, a hint of suspicion flashed in his eyes.
The surrounding crowd that was watching Shen Luo also changed their expressions, with some whispering among themselves.
