Some people had no need to seek out Wenren Sheng.
But even more people came looking for Wenren Sheng.
"Old Wen, I heard rumors that our world is going to be destroyed. How could that happen?" Inspector Liu called.
Of course, he had long since ceased to be a mere patrol officer, but before Wenren Sheng, he always saw himself as the patrol officer he had been at the beginning.
"It's nothing. The sun will rise as usual," Wenren Sheng reassured him.
"Then I'm relieved."
Wenren Sheng smiled. These people really did believe every rumor they heard.
Still, their sources of information really were extensive.
After thinking it over, he got up and left for his master Ji Zhengyan's home. After all, it was Ji Zhengyan who had taught him his ten thousand mysterious skills.
He had visited from time to time before. Today, he was simply visiting again.
"Hahaha, Feifei, look at this balloon. Isn't it fun?" Ji Zhengyan was amusing a little boy of seven or eight.
Boys that age were usually hated by people and shunned by dogs.
But this little boy was very obedient and well-behaved, because he had no legs.
He was Ji Zhengyan's son. A long time ago, the remnants of his soul had finally been found, allowing him to be revived.
Wenren Sheng knew that with Ji Zhengyan's abilities, curing the child's disability would have been easy. If he had not treated him, there had to be a reason.
Perhaps it was because his soul was incomplete after his revival?
Even if his legs were healed, his soul might instead be too weak. "Master, how have you been lately?" He walked into the courtyard.
"Quite well. Haven't you been traveling around?" Ji Zhengyan asked with a smile.
He was very content now. His