"My, did your saint child get beaten? The one in my clan got a bump the size of a large bowl on the back of his head!"
"No, but only by a short miss. It could be said that our divine son and that terrible thief had a brief encounter, because when he walked away, at least five people took a staggering blow from him. With crooked mouths and oblique eyes, they were foaming at the mouth as they laid dead on the ground. Their bodies had been robbed of all their treasures."
This was how two acquaintances greeted and interacted with each other when they met. They referred to it as an evil.
There was nothing to be done about it. On this day, the sound of the wind and the cry of cranes filled Mount Kunlun. Furthermore, there were constantly geniuses getting ambushed by vicious people. They were beaten into a daze by the side of the road and thrown onto the mountains.
