"Hold it right there, fellow Daoist!" At that moment, a figure darted out. It was a man dressed like a scholar, with the appearance of an elegant Confucian student.
"What do you want?" The Shen Hou's eyes narrowed into vertical slits as he fixed the scholar with an icy stare. "Trying to meddle in other people's business? Want to be eaten along with them?"
The elderly human man also looked at the scholar, his gaze equally cold.
"Fellow Daoists, although this child was rash, it could only be called an unintentional mistake. Besides, from beginning to end, he merely brushed against your carriage. Does that truly warrant death?" The scholar cupped his hands and said.
"If you want to meddle, you should first see whether you have the strength for it. Are all humans so fond of meddling?" The Shen Hou grinned, looking incomparably savage. His body swayed, yet the entire carriage remained utterly motionless, as though some mechanism had dispersed the force from his body.
"With reason, one can travel to the ends of the earth; without reason, one cannot take a single step. I believe there is still justice in this world!" Under the Shen Hou's imposing aura, the scholar's expression changed slightly, but he still spoke stubbornly. "Fellow Daoist, you are also human. Can you truly bear to watch your own kin be eaten like this?"
He turned toward the elderly human man again, hoping to gain his support.
The people around them could not help sighing. How could they fail to see it? This man had plainly studied himself into foolishness.
It was obvious that this group had come specifically to cause trouble for humans. With how overbearing they were, would they listen to him?
"Fellow Daoist, the child does not know any better. Please let