Charity

The Yu Family members were dumbfounded at the sight, and the servants behind them exchanged bewildered looks. Their master's grain had actually vanished.

They were scared too. They had already noticed the murderous look in the young man's eyes.

"What happened? There was still grain yesterday, so why is it gone today? Did you collude with others to take the grain away?"

The young man glared at his family's servants. They dropped to their knees with a thud. One shopkeeper turned pale with panic, repeatedly insisting that he had not, absolutely not.

At that moment, a Daoist walked in from outside.

After learning what had happened, he looked around. "There was grain in this granary yesterday, yet it has vanished today. It must have been moved away in the middle of the night. But who has the ability to move so much without making a sound?"

The Daoist's expression was grim. He had come here intending to get his hands on more money. He had planned to extort the young man earlier, only to be exposed. Now that this had happened, all his efforts had been wasted.

The Daoist eyed the area suspiciously, unable to guess who had done it.

What happened here was one thing, but on his way over, he had heard that the Zhuang Family members had not died and had even come back to life.

That was strange.

He had heard that some Immortal had saved them, but how could that be possible? His poison was no ordinary poison. There was no cure for it.

Who could detoxify them? An Immortal? Nonsense. He had lived for most of his life and had never seen any Immortal. It was all rubbish.

The Daoist was extremely frustrated, yet he could not find anyone. He decided to stay and