The commotion outside the village quickly made Shen Qingming and the others frown. Although they could vaguely hear dozens of people rushing closer, constantly noisy, the air was thick with a chaotic malevolence, like a pungent stench that even suppressed the fishy smell brewing for a hundred years in this little fishing village.
Li Wanqing had the most experience traveling, and her mind was sharp. She immediately made a gesture to Shen Qingming and the others, and quietly hid away.
At times like this, regardless of what trouble appears, there's no need for them, as outsiders, to stand out. Wang Jiu had gone to slay the Demon Essence, only for the kind and affable village elder to explode in fury, scolding them for meddling, revealing this village is not just about delicious fish soup. Outsiders should not take actions lightly.
