The children behind the Old Village Chief looked at the wild vegetable soup on the stone table and asked him.
"Eat."
The old man smiled kindly and beckoned. The children behind him immediately gathered around the stone table and wolfed it down like hungry tigers.
In just a few minutes, the large basin of wild vegetable soup had been wiped clean by the six children. Not even a drop of broth remained.
The six children lay on the ground, rubbing their bellies with blissful expressions. Being full felt so good.
The village chief remained where he was, looking at the six children before him with a kindly smile. They were the village's hope for the future.
After some time, Ye Lin finally came over with Naya.
"Where did you go?"
Seeing Ye Lin approach, the village chief rose and asked. Then, glancing at Naya beside him, he thought of something unpleasant.
"Naya was hungry, so I made her something to eat."
After Ye Lin spoke, Naya stuck out her tongue at the village chief.
Only when he came closer did Ye Lin notice the six children lying on the ground with satisfied looks on their faces.
"These are the children of our village," the village chief introduced.
"You six, get up."
Looking at the six children lying motionless on the ground, Ye Lin shouted angrily, his voice exploding like a thunderclap.
The six children jolted in fright and immediately scrambled to their feet. One by one, they stared at Ye Lin with terrified eyes, their big eyes brimming with fear.
"From this day onward, I am your teacher. I will teach you martial arts. Once you learn them, you will grow stronger and be able to fight Demon Beasts on your own."
"However, learning martial arts is a bitter and