Liu Chen's scalp went numb. He spun around sharply, not caring whether that broken door would be smashed to pieces, and charged out in great strides.
"Get over here!!!"
"Stop searching! Get your asses over here!!!"
That roar left the Demon Suppression Guards scattered throughout the village utterly stunned.
Before long.
Zhao Hu and the others emerged from the various mud huts with sabers in hand, panting as they jogged over to Liu Chen.
"Chief, what is it?"
Ignoring their questions, Liu Chen asked, "When you searched just now... who was in the houses?"
Zhao Hu thought back, and his expression turned strange as well. "The only ones left inside were useless old wrecks who couldn't move."
"Some were paralyzed in bed, some were blind, and some could only drool..."
"..."
A gust of wind swept through the hall, making the broken door groan.
Liu Chen's face went completely ashen.
There were no children.
How was that possible?
If there were no children, how had this village's bloodline continued?
It simply defied all reason!
He took a deep breath, then abruptly turned to look at the girl who had been leaning against the doorframe in silence.
"Miss Jiang..."
Jiang Yuechu remained as indifferent as ever. Her gaze passed over the crowd and settled on the direction of the village entrance.
"Why not go ask?"
At the village entrance.
Beneath the old locust tree.
The villagers had not dispersed. They still stood gathered together, leaning on hoes and clubs, their gloomy eyes fixed on the group emerging from the village.
Seeing Liu Chen and the others approach with unfriendly expressions.
The gap-toothed old man from before gave a cold laugh and spat on the ground.
"What? Finished searching, sirs?"
"Did you find that so-called demon?"
With a dark face, Liu