"What a sly fox."
Xu Yi crushed the Ruyi Pearl in his palm, at a loss for words.
You could say he'd been manipulated, but Hu Zhonghui had only been repaying Old Man Wang's kindness by pointing him in the right direction. Xu Yi had simply happened to be there.
You could also say he hadn't been manipulated, but either way, he really did have to follow the fox's wishes. Of course, that was because he couldn't go against his own nature.
The world was full of suffering and hardship. He wasn't a savior and couldn't rescue all living beings, but whenever he encountered someone in need, he had never turned away.
Besides, he really couldn't stand the Sishui River God's behavior. That kind of fiend was truly repulsive.
With another flicker, he appeared at the entrance to Old Man Wang's home.
The sun was about to set, and half the sky was streaked with blood-red clouds. Old Man Wang stood by the rickety wooden gate, gazing anxiously into the distance.
When Xu Yi suddenly appeared, Old Man Wang's legs gave way, and he collapsed to the ground.
"Grandpa, Grandpa..."
Two childish voices came from inside the house. A skinny little girl with her hair in two buns dashed out through the doorway, her tattered clothes hanging loosely from her bony frame.
Behind the little girl, two burly villagers with big hands and feet were blocking a boy of six or seven from getting out. Only his anguished cries could be heard.
Xu Yi waved his hand, and a pill burst open in midair. Some of its powder drifted into Old Man Wang's mouth. A flush spread across Old Man Wang's face, and he got back to his feet.
Seeing this, the villager on the left cried out, "Wang the