"Wh-what... what on earth happened?"
"He actually scared all the Demons away!"
"Am I dreaming? This is unbelievable!"
The Creation Sect disciples were so stunned that only when Li Chen had climbed back onto his Mechanism Beast and was about to leave did they come to their senses.
The senior disciple who had been injured hurriedly called out to him, "Fellow Daoist, please wait!"
Li Chen turned to look at them. "What else do you want?"
The injured young Puppet Master cupped his hands in salute. "Thank you for helping us, fellow Daoist. May I ask your-"
Li Chen waved a hand and interrupted impatiently, "Enough. Spare me the chatter. If I were you, I'd use this time to hurry home and rest. This isn't somewhere for apprentice kids like you to take a spring outing."
When he finished, he glanced seemingly casually at a nearby rock. "Besides, even if I hadn't stepped in, didn't you have a guard watching over you?"
When he had observed them from a distance, he had noticed nothing unusual. Only after drawing closer had he realized that someone else seemed to be hiding nearby. The earlier situation had not been as dangerous as it appeared.
His words left them bewildered, but then a middle-aged man in blue-gray enchanted robes emerged from the spot Li Chen had looked toward. A Sickle Demon followed him, its twin hooks gleaming coldly.
"Uncle He!"
"You were following us all along!"
They clearly knew the middle-aged man, and understanding dawned on their faces.
The middle-aged man said, "Thank you for your help just now, fellow Daoist. Still, I held back only to give them some training. Please don't take offense."
Li Chen waved a hand. "That's none of my concern. Farewell."
With that, he gave them no chance to