Because after the village fell, no one would talk to the boy so much anymore.
The boy knew the name of the martial artist, knew why the martial artist came to the border, and also knew that there was a hereditary funeral shop in the martial artist's family.
There weren't many stories a martial artist could tell, but he told the boy everything he knew.
"Brother Gu Shaxuan, don't you have anything to do?"the boy asked.
"There is." " I have to patrol every day," the warrior said." Besides, my family is in the funeral business. I'm in charge of all the offerings to the holy statues nearby.""
"Then…" The boy hesitated for a moment and said," Will Grandpa Martial Saint be angry if we eat his tribute?"
