"Infused with Evil Qi?!" Scholar Lv looked around at the chaos and the villagers, their temperaments utterly changed by the miasma. The mere thought of this happening to his wife and friends caused a cold sweat to break out all over his body.
His heart burning with anxiety, Scholar Lv could no longer care about anything else. He immediately whipped the horse and carriage around, racing back toward Niuxin Village. The journey out had been swift, but the return was slow. Scholar Lv didn't know if he could make it in time and could only push onward with all his might. To gain speed, he threw the heavy theater box and all their luggage from the carriage, keeping only the old man and the young boy.
