Just as Lin Yan finished his disguise, a voice came from not far away.
He turned his head and saw a group of foot soldiers approaching.
"Which manor is this from?" a soldier whispered.
"How could we ask that? So many people have died around here, some villages have been completely buried. He's so young and can't speak," the middle-aged man leading, sighed and said, "Take him back, throw him to the Charitable Hall over there..."
"The Charitable Hall over there has taken in too many people, it's overcrowded now," another whispered.
"We can't just watch the child die out here, can we?" the middle-aged Martial Artist said, "Bring him back first, you continue your search... the Great Temple Priest said earlier, this Demon Star was born not long ago, should be a baby with natural white hair and Innate Wisdom, a demon from the Otherworld."
"..."
Lin Yan blinked, looking bewildered and at a loss.
Then he was pulled out of the mud.
