After the old man finished speaking, Ye Lin tapped the table and nodded.
Now that he knew the location, things would be easy.
"By the way, what exactly did the Wuxin Clan do to make you hate them so much?"
Ye Lin continued, having noticed the old man's changing expression and shift in tone earlier. It seemed the old man's prejudice against the Wuxin Clan ran deep.
"You don't know?"
The old man looked at Ye Lin in surprise, while Ye Lin merely shook his head.
"Fine. I've got nothing to do today, so I'll tell you about it."
The old man glanced around at the deserted official road, then took out a long smoking pipe. After lighting it, he drew deeply, a trace of enjoyment appearing on his face.
"The Wuxin Clan... they're monsters. A pack of heartless monsters, monsters without flesh and blood. They have no emotions at all."
"They may look like humans, but nothing they do is human. A hundred years ago, a race that looked quite similar to humans rose to prominence with startling speed, burning, killing, and plundering everywhere."
"Anything they set their eyes on could not escape their claws. The men were killed or taken away as slaves. As for the women, I needn't say more."
"At that time, the land was littered with corpses and all living things suffered. In the end, it drew the attention of the seven great dynasties that ruled this region. Yet after realizing what the Wuxin Clan had been doing, the seven dynasties did not interfere much."
"But after plundering enough, the Wuxin Clan grew dissatisfied. The places they had robbed were poor villages and cities, while the truly valuable things all lay within the territories of the seven great dynasties."
"In the end, those arrogant Wuxin