"Quite sensible."
Qin Feiyang muttered, a gleam flashing deep in his eyes, and asked the old man puzzledly: "Why do you say so, sir?"
"Though our village spans dozens of miles without any fierce beasts, there are many powerful beasts beyond those dozen miles."
"If the three of you are not immortals, how did you avoid those beasts to reach our village?"
The old man laughed.
"To think of even this, you truly deserve to be the village chief."
"However, we're not immortals, just ordinary martial artists."
Qin Feiyang replied with a smile.
"I see."
The old man suddenly understood, got up apologetically, and respectfully said: "Please forgive my impertinence."
"As they say, you know the face but not the heart. It's understandable that you consider the village's safety."
Qin Feiyang replied.
The old man said: "Young man, you are truly magnanimous. May I ask, when will the three of you be leaving?"
Qin Feiyang replied: "After resting for a few days, we will leave."
