"Alright, I know, but I still want to go with you. You helped me, and I must repay your kindness. That is my principle."
After hearing Mirai's words, the wrinkles on Mr. He Qian's face squeezed together, and his heart was filled with complicated emotions.
Along the way, Fang Zi and his group no longer provoked Mirai. Mirai naturally kept his distance from them and avoided trouble, simply because neither side liked the other.
On the road, Mirai occasionally pondered improvements to swordsmanship and the Rasengan. Time passed quickly, and before he knew it, he had arrived at a hillside.
"This is the cave where the Thousand Poison Toad lives..."
Mr. He Qian pointed at a small hill surrounded by large trees ahead of them and said, "Mirai..." His voice trembled as he spoke.
Looking at the burly men again, their bodies were trembling as well. They no longer had the tough attitude they had shown when speaking to Mirai earlier.
Mr. He Qian's granddaughter was in even worse condition. She trembled more violently, gritting her teeth, her large eyes quivering. Her gaze was full of despair.
She also knew that once she was offered to the Thousand Poison Toad, she would be finished.
Moreover, none of the women who had previously been offered to the Thousand Poison Toad had ever returned. They knew that those women had either died or been captured. In any case, their fates had been miserable.
Yet she had no choice but to accept the fate of the thousands of people in this village.
She was a brave girl, but being brave did not mean she was not afraid.
Mirai saw that these people were more or less frightened upon arriving here. He could not help shaking his head, then turned toward the hillside