"You!"
"You—you're that soldier who delivered the message?"
Reyn finally recognized the disheveled man.
Two months ago, he had traveled north with the lord's hunting party. They encountered a human village, but its chief flatly refused to show himself, sending only the soldier standing before them to deliver his message. His attitude had been unbelievably atrocious.
"What soldier? I'm that village chief. Hurry and take me to your village chief. I have important business to discuss."
The man shouted anxiously, putting on quite an imperious air.
Reyn turned to Wang Mumu—not to ask for permission, but because he needed to know whether the other party was human or a ghost.
"They're human. They're still breathing."
"What happened to your village? How did it end up like this?" Reyn asked again. The last time he had seen it, that human village had clearly been very powerful. This made no sense.
"How should I know? A Ghost Lady suddenly appeared and broke through my village in a single night. Damn, I was unbelievably unlucky. That Wu Yu deserves to die. He even told me the chances of a Ghost Lady appearing were only one in ten thousand."
"I'm talking to you people—stop standing around. Put everything else aside and take me back to meet your village chief. Didn't you come here searching for coal? Leave that to me. But take me back first. And then—do you have anything to eat? My subordinates, my wife, and my children have been starving for several days."
Wang Shun was utterly unapologetic.
But upon hearing this, Reyn and the others immediately understood. This unlucky village chief was actually connected to the previous battle on the snowy night.
"All right. Let's head back first."
Reyn hesitated. Anything involving the Ghost Lady was naturally of great importance, and