Wang Feng's fist had stopped a centimeter away from the old man's face; any closer and the old man's few remaining teeth would be lost.
"Um, do you have any way to get me out?"
Wang Feng withdrew his fist, moved a little further away from the old man, and spoke.
There's nothing I can do about it; you'll have to rely on yourself.
"Then you're talking about the songstress..."
Wang Feng disregarded respect for elders and care for the young, spouting nonsense. In the cultivation world, strength reigns supreme; there's no such thing as morality.
“Young man, don’t worry, it won’t help. It’s just lucky you made it into our village, otherwise you would probably have died outside by nightfall.”
The old man couldn't understand Wang Feng's swear words, but he still kept smiling and talking.
"Nighttime? Is it dangerous at night?"
"That's right, that's right."
The old man stroked his long white beard, his face enigmatic.
How dangerous is it?
Wang Feng asked a question with some doubt, waiting for the old man's answer.
But the old man still looked inscrutable and hesitant, leaving Wang Feng speechless.
You're only at the first level of Body Tempering, yet you insist on acting like a master.
Wang Feng looked at the information on his panel. This was the system's most basic function, and thankfully it wasn't turned off, although the panel was very simple.
Mo Lei
Identity: Village Chief of Liu Village
Realm: Body Tempering Level 1
My weapon: None.
Unlike Wang Feng's panel, this one does not display any cultivation techniques.
There's also an additional "natal weapon" option; this panel mainly provides Wang Feng with basic information.
"Because at night, countless skeleton monsters and evil creatures crawl out of the earth."
After the old man finished speaking, he turned his head away, waiting for Wang Feng to continue asking him questions, but after waiting for a long time, he still didn't hear a sound.
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