"Are you all right?" The woman stopped crying and looked at Chen Fan with reddened eyes, asking softly.
"I'm fine." Chen Fan shook his head slightly. The little golden monkey had acted just now, and the desert it had conjured was incomparably strange—it had completely blocked Xiao Tianfang's roar, so Chen Fan had not suffered much injury.
Hearing this, the woman could not help looking at Chen Fan a few more times, somewhat surprised that he truly had not been injured. Then she said gravely, "You saw everything just now. The City Lord is in this state now, so I hope you will not tell anyone. And do not take to heart what he said to you earlier."
Chen Fan silently nodded. Naturally, he would not spread such matters for no reason. Besides, the most pressing matter was to hurry to the Eastern Wasteland and find Bald Bird and Old Yellow Tooth.
"Your little monkey is starving too. I remember there's some beast milk in the kitchen. I'll go get it. Wait here for a moment." After glancing at the little golden monkey, the woman suddenly spoke, then rose and headed straight for the rear courtyard.
Chen Fan nodded without speaking. His Divine Sense had once swept through the entire City Lord's Manor, and he had found not a single servant there. Now that he had seen Xiao Tianfang in such a state, he guessed that this woman had dismissed them all.
A moment later, the woman indeed returned carrying a bowl of beast milk. The little golden monkey immediately broke free from Chen Fan's arm and dashed toward it.
"You're not from Xiao Qingcheng, are you? You look quite unfamiliar." The woman placed the bowl on the ground, patted the little golden monkey's head, and glanced at Chen Fan.