"Senior, what do you make of this?"
Li Su gazed in the direction the crowd had left. The first people to follow them had already vanished from sight.
Although the group following them had been the largest, quite a few people had begun peeling away halfway through, heading in another direction.
Of course, their general direction had not changed. They were all still relatively close to the refuge point those natives had mentioned.
"What is there to make of?" the old man from the Heavenly Court said with a smile.
"What those people said, of course. Senior, how much of it do you think was true, and how much false?"
The old man did not answer. Instead, he asked, "What do you think?"
"I think there's something wrong with all of it. It's all false!" Li Su said bluntly with a smile.
Everyone froze, clearly not expecting Li Su to have placed no trust whatsoever in what the natives had said.
At the side, Zhang Yuan showed a trace of surprise. "Senior Brother, that can't be, can it? They made a 'contract' with us."
This was no mortal written agreement, but an oath of the Dao. It could not be falsified. The moment either side broke the oath, the other side would immediately sense it.
That was also why the people here had so readily handed over what the other side wanted.
Otherwise, though a hundred jin of food was not much, having arrived in a place they knew nothing about, even if it was not important to them personally, they would not have handed it over so easily.
Li Su smiled and looked at Qing'er and Bai Su. "Sister Bai, Qing'er, what do you think?"
Qing'er thought for a moment. "Brother, I can only sense that they weren't lying,