"Thank you all for saving our lives. We're truly sorry for disturbing you tonight. We'll take our leave now. Please consider these things compensation."
With those words, the old man waved a hand, took out some objects he ordinarily had no use for, and tossed them to the people of Stone Village. Once that was done, he left with the little girl in his arms.
Standing among the crowd, the village chief took the objects and examined them, a trace of surprise appearing in his eyes.
"Chief, we clearly didn't do anything to save them. Why did he say we saved their lives? Look, these are all things we normally can't afford!"
"Right, why did he thank us? We didn't even lift a hand. This really is strange. These outsiders are impossible to understand."
Hearing the villagers' questions, the chief shook his head slightly. He glanced at the objects in his hands, then turned his gaze toward Willow God, thinking that in their village, only the supremely powerful Willow God could protect them!
And the reason those outsiders had thanked them was probably that Willow God had secretly helped them just now!
The more he thought about it, the more terrifying it seemed. Excitement surged through the chief's heart. He looked back at everyone, then returned to the village.
Early the next morning, deep in the Great Wilderness.
Bear Child looked at the forest around them, which had fallen silent, his eyes brimming with amusement. He glanced back at Ye Xingchen and waved.
The two immediately emerged, carrying the little Desolate Beast in one hand and the girl in the other.
"Brother, there's no movement outside anymore. That old fellow has probably given up. Come on, let's hurry back to the village. We can tie this little fellow outside