Unless he had no other choice, Luo Sheng didn't want to use the power inside him.
That power wasn't infinite, and recovering it was difficult. At the very least, he couldn't replenish it during this mission.
Every bit he used meant one less bit left.
Saving it until the end might just save his life.
But in the current situation, he had no choice but to use it.
Dismissing the power of the Blood Gate within him, Luo Sheng smiled and hoisted the limp Chen Ergou in one hand.
"Since the Village Chief said so, I'll do as he asks."
Just as he was about to turn away, Luo Sheng looked at the Clan Elders and the rest of the crowd who had backed away. "What about you? Any other objections?"
Seeing that nobody dared speak, Luo Sheng shoved Chen Ergou into Sun Run's hands.
"Looks like there aren't any."
At the same time, Shen Xi came over.
When the villagers had backed away earlier, Shen Xi hadn't followed them.
Although she didn't want to see Luo Sheng fight the villagers, if a fight really broke out, she would have to stand on his side.
Fortunately, Luo Sheng had handled things well.
Luo Sheng noticed Shen Xi too, but his expression was a little colder than before.
Shen Xi naturally noticed, so she took the jujube wood branches out of her pocket.
"This jujube wood is over thirty years old. It should help a little. Take one branch each."
Looking at the few unremarkable sticks in Shen Xi's hands, Luo Sheng's eyes brightened slightly.
Their training at the Administration had naturally included knowledge of yang wood, but suitable yang wood wasn't something they could find whenever they wanted.
Thirty-year-old jujube wood was already a kind of yang wood that could