The remark from the Village Head threw Wang Lu, this professional adventurer, into considerable confusion. This only made him particularly curious about everything that happened in the village.
“Village Head Grandpa, what happened?”
Hearing the three words “village head grandpa”, the look of regret on Wang Qi Nian’s face turned a bit thicker. Watching Wang Lu’s windblown dust face, he bitterly said, “Oh child, all these years… you have been led astray!”
Despite knowing that Wang Qi Nian was talking about a different thing, Wang Lu still felt somewhat distressed. “Damn it! Who says I am not?!”
“But fortunately, you’re in luck.” Wang Qi Nian revealed a “you can be rescued” look. “The Daoist Immortals of the Seven Stars Sect have recently come to the village, I think… We should be able to ask them to help you. Although you and that child Xiaohu doesn’t have a good relationship, considering the past nostalgic sentiment, he should be willing to come forward to help you.”
