"Father, how much longer do we have to stay here? I really want to go back to the city. There's no good food here; it's just grilled Demon Beast meat every day, and I'm sick of it."
In a village closest to the Ten Thousand Demon Forbidden Area, a family was roasting meat over a fire.
The child of the household was feeling down; their family had been expelled from the city. With no money or power, they could only end up in this impoverished village.
"Ah, just make do. Our old life is never coming back," sighed the middle-aged man beside him. His cultivation had been abolished, and his legs were broken; those days were long gone.
They had only themselves to blame for offending a person they should never have crossed.
"Those damned people, do they think being at a higher level makes them amazing? Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, never underestimate a poor young man!" The child looked up and shouted resolutely.
