In the small, dilapidated temple, a group of over ten burly men wearing beast skins suddenly surged in, while many more stood outside. They all looked at Fang Xing with faces full of vigilance. Tai Xu Baby was helplessly brought back, and leading the group was an old man in a gray robe, his hair and beard already white, with a few sparse white hairs sprouting from his bald head. His appearance was kind as he raised his hands to quiet the villagers' chatter, then turned around to gaze at Fang Xing before politely stepping forward to greet him, baring a toothless mouth in a smile as he said, "The guest has awakened? How are your injuries?"
"Hehe, not too bad, just a little unable to move..."
Fang Xing also smiled at the old Clan Leader, returning the greeting with a gesture of fists joined.
