Finally, Li Youyun crawled to the eaves of a residential house, leaning against the wall, gasping for breath. Weak strands of the Power of Red Dust were continuously sprouting within him.
"Where does this stinking beggar come from, scram scram scram."
Suddenly, the door of the house swung open, and an old woman, filled with disgust, began to drive Li Youyun away, using a bamboo stick to constantly whip at him.
"Big...sister...I've been framed by villains...please have mercy on me...," Li Youyun managed to say with difficulty, desperately pleading with the old woman.
"Stinking beggar, get lost quickly."
Unfortunately, this old woman was extremely unreasonable, continuously driving Li Youyun away with the bamboo stick, devoid of any sympathy for him.
"To experience the world's coldness and the myriad states of the human world, only then can one cultivate a heart attuned to the Red Dust; his journey has just begun." Ye Xuan nodded secretly to himself.
