"Xiuying, please help us."
"Yes, Xiuying, please help my mother. Even a few more years of life would be wonderful."
"Xiuying, don't forget, you once came to my house to borrow eggs."
"I even helped repair your house."
"When you were repairing your house, I helped cook for everyone."
Faced with this crowd of neighbors, Li Xiuying had no way to express her distress. She could not even cultivate using the Immortal Cultivation Method herself, yet no matter how she explained it, these people simply refused to believe her.
They were all longtime acquaintances she saw practically every day, and she could not bring herself to tell the guards to drive them away.
This was the scene Zhang Hongxing found when he arrived.
The moment he appeared, the people who had been crowding around Li Xiuying, pestering her with questions and appealing to old ties, rushed over to him instead.
"Red Star, do you remember me? It's your old friend Li. I carried bricks for you the year your family built your house."
"Red Star, it's Auntie Zhang. I boiled so many eggs for you when you were little. You have to help me this time."
"Red Star, it's your big sister Hong. We used to play house together all the time when we were little."
Their visit did stir some memories in Zhang Hongxing. With his strength at the Immortal Venerable Peak, he instantly recalled those past events.
Some of these people really had helped his family.
But they were very few.
Those who had truly helped him and his family in the past had not shown up at all.
"Everyone, there really is no other path to immortal cultivation. My son Zhang Bing's video contains the entire Immortal Cultivation Method. I can swear that to heaven."