After saying that, Wang Tuo swept the chair away with a wave of his sleeve, slammed the door and left without looking back.
The cold and stagnant atmosphere eased somewhat after he left.
After a moment of silence, the old man with a goatee stroked his hair and beard and said slowly, "Your Majesty, His Highness is still young. Pushing him like this... isn't it too hasty?"
"If he's not pushed, he'll never understand the weight on his shoulders."
The old village chief's smile was filled with bitterness. "He never considered himself a demon. No matter how much time is given, he will only drift further and further away from this Demon King Valley."
"Your Majesty, you can't say that."
The gentle woman showed reluctance. "Your Highness is young and naive. He needs more experience before he can understand the situation in Monster King Valley. Wasn't it you who secretly arranged for him to go out and gain experience this time? In just a few years, his growth is obvious."
"You're right."
The old village chief looked out the door, as if he still wanted to see his grandson's back, but the distance was too far and he could not see anything.
He sighed softly, "You and I both know exactly what Demon God Valley is. If there's even the slightest possibility, I won't let him go. But he woke up too late. The catastrophe has been over 30,000 years. Do we still have time to wait?"
The gentle woman was stunned and worried, "Is there really no choice?"
"Recently I have been observing the celestial phenomena at night."
The old village chief glanced at the crowd with a solemn look, "This time, the black tide receded a hundred years earlier."
"What?!"
The butcher was shocked. "A hundred years? Doesn't that mean... half a year from now?"
The cold-faced middle-aged woman Wang Tuo called "Auntie Hua" had a flash of light in her eyes. "But is it related to the unusual movement four years ago?"
"Underground movement, there are branches flowing back, but this is not the main reason."
The old village chief closed his eyes and spoke in a stern voice, "The Ghost Gorge is spreading faster and faster. This can only mean... that the Underworld has been lost!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the room fell into deathly silence.
The butcher's voice suddenly broke as tears welled up in his eyes. "Your Majesty, the price we paid for an agreement we made back then was too high."
The old village chief raised his head and sighed, "The one from the Puppet Sect led the charge and preserved the last trace of blood for our clan. Now all the descendants of the Puppet Sect are dead. I must keep this promise no matter what."
Having said that, the old village chief took a deep breath and his mood quickly calmed down, but the wrinkles on his face became deeper.
"I will try to protect Tuo'er. As long as he can walk out of the Demon Valley alive, he will be the new king of our tribe!"
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Wang Tuo walked quickly with his head down, without even looking at the road. When he came to his senses and looked up, he found that he had arrived at Xiang Sheng's door.
He suppressed all the unhappiness on his face, calmed down, and then went forward to knock on the door. He spoke in his usual cheerful voice: "Xiang Sheng, I'm here to see you."
"Come in, the door is open."
A familiar and calm voice rang out from within the room, and Wang Tuo's heart inexplicably quieted down. He pushed the door open, but didn't dare meet Xiang Sheng's eyes. He turned away, walked to the table, sat down, poured himself a cup of tea, and said to himself, "I've taken care of your business. Now it depends on how my grandfather arranges it."
Xiang Sheng could tell something was wrong with Wang Tuo the moment he walked in, but he didn't point it out.
She also sat down beside him, picked up the cup and took a sip. "It seems that your grandfather has made things difficult for you because of me."
"It's not that difficult."
Wang Tuo picked up the tea and drank it in one gulp, "I just don't know what I am in his eyes."
Xiang Sheng refilled his tea and asked casually, "Aren't you his grandson?"
"yes."
Wang Tuo laughed self-deprecatingly, "But in his eyes, compared to the glory of our clan, I am... insignificant! Not only me, but even my parents..."
At this point, Wang Tuo paused, then sighed, "Forget it, why am I telling you all this? Let me talk about you. My grandfather said your body is beyond saving."
Xiang Sheng listened and smiled faintly, "And then?"
Wang Tuo was immediately helpless. "At least give me some reaction. Who wouldn't be nervous when faced with life and death? Why do you treat it like a trivial matter?"
"It's not the first time."
Xiang Sheng curled his lips slightly. "The first time, I was still full of random thoughts and nervous. If I were to be like this the second time, wouldn't I seem completely useless?"
Wang Tuo thought she was just talking about how she had narrowly escaped death a few times, and couldn't help but click his tongue: "It seems that being the witch of the Lu family is not easy either."
At this point, Wang Tuo finally realized he had strayed off topic and quickly got back to the point: "Your body is damaged and no medicine can cure it. The only way now is to replace it with a new one."
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