After hearing Uchiha Madara's words, Qiying Fofeng had originally wanted to argue, but after thinking it over, Uchiha Madara did seem to be right. He really had been freeloading without ever paying.
At that moment, Uchiha Madara suddenly heard faint, mournful sobbing coming from inside the dilapidated warehouse.
"There's someone in there," Uchiha Madara said.
"That's the princess's voice," Qiying Fofeng said.
"How can you be sure?" Uchiha Madara looked at Qiying Fofeng and asked. "Have the two of you met before?"
"We've never met, but I can still be certain that this is the princess's voice," Qiying Fofeng replied.
"Couldn't it be someone else?" Uchiha Madara thought about it. If what had happened here today had nothing to do with the Magic Stone, then these so-called demons and monsters were merely meant to scare people.
From the beginning, he had felt that these strange legends were nothing more than a tool used by rulers. They wanted to win people over, so they used things that were more attention-grabbing.
But when Uchiha Madara saw the old city lord's condition, he felt that perhaps none of this had been fabricated. It should have been real.
That was why Uchiha Madara became even more certain that there were no demons or monsters at all. These people simply had never seen a Magic Stone before.
Because they had never seen one, they had no idea what was happening, and that was how the demons and monsters they spoke of came about.
But now, Uchiha Madara shook his head helplessly as he looked at the run-down warehouse. It seemed that everything had gone off track.
Everything happening here was completely different from what he had expected.
"Master," Qiying Fofeng's voice interrupted Uchiha Madara's thoughts.
"Should we go in now?" Qiying Fofeng asked as he