"Brother Zhongshan, are we sure we didn't take a wrong turn? Is this still Dawan Village?"
Faced with the earth-shattering changes that had taken place in Dawan Village in just half a year, Shen Shiyin and his son weren't the only ones left bewildered.
So too were Shen Zhongshan and his party, who had just returned with a great haul.
"My eyes aren't blind yet. I can still recognize the two words on that plaque."
Shen Zhongshan looked up, his gaze falling on the plaque above the village gate where the words "Dawan Village" were written in powerful, calligraphic strokes. He spoke in a steady voice,
but his expression was grim.
"But… how is this possible?!"
"Could it be that the village rumored outside—the one with a chamber of commerce where you can trade Immortal Cultivation Resources—is actually Dawan Village?"
Shen Rongguang stared blankly at the scene,
completely unwilling to believe what he was seeing.
The others, too,
all looked at each other in bewilderment,
