Yun Jiuqing swallowed the rice ball.
Puffing up with anger, she said, "Those guys are nothing but a bunch of beasts!"
Elsewhere.
A group of women were whispering amongst themselves.
"Are they really not afraid of those monsters and planning to stay to help us?" one woman stole a glance at Fan Wu and the others, saying, "I heard the young Taoist saying that there is someone among them called Daoist Fan Wu, and he is the most powerful among them. That tallest man over there is the Daoist Fan Wu the little Taoist mentioned."
"Ssst! He really is tall and big! Is he truly from the Great Zhou Dynasty? In my memory, people from the Great Zhou shouldn't be that tall! The young Taoist with the delicate skin must be the one from the Great Zhou, right?!"
"Who knows... Is it really the right decision for them to stay? If they're no match for the monsters, might they not likely end up losing their lives, their bodies torn open and gutted by the monsters?"
