Ye Ling looked at the village chief, who was just an ordinary, decrepit old man whose vitality had nearly diminished by half, but Ye Ling didn't understand why he felt as if he was completely seen through.
In those turbid eyes, there was a strange gleam capable of piercing through others' disguises, involuntarily making one's heart tremble.
"Some people were chasing me, and for some reason, I saw a village and then ran into it."
Ye Ling shrugged his shoulders; he didn't think the village chief opposite him had the means to threaten his life, after all, no matter what, even if his Spiritual Power was sealed, it definitely wouldn't be possible for a bunch of mortals to take his life.
"Hmm, okay, I believe you, but I think, now that you've escaped the chase, isn't it time you left our village?"
The village chief stood up, smiled slightly, and it was clear that he somewhat resisted this guy before him from the bottom of his heart.
