The three were all average immortals. They must be the slaves digging Spring Gold in here. They were not the ones that ascended around the same time with Lu Li, so they must have been working at the Mountain of Vicissitudes for quite some time.
The three of them were not young. Their breaths indicated that they were advanced in age. The one in the front was a hunchbacked old man with wrinkles on his face. Something in his eyes was wicked, very disturbing.
Of the other two, one of them was a middle-aged man, and the other was an obese lady. Though she was not slim, she wore a bright red dress. But since she was not slim, the red dress on her was upsetting.
"Hiss, hiss, who gives you the courage to consume Spring Gold? You two are bold!"
When the hunchbacked old man walked over, he glared at the Deaf Taoist, sneering.
