Chen Yuan didn't want to spend too much effort or deliberately do anything.
In this deep forest, where demons and spirits roamed, there were officials to handle it; his influence wasn't that far-reaching.
However, Xu Shaoqing on the horseback beside him discerned something from this master-servant conversation, pulled on the reins slightly, frowned, and couldn't help but speak up,
"The General's servant has killed the Third Prince of Bailong River. Judging by their speed in moving, the foot of this mountain is Bailong River. I fear the disturbances here will alert those demons. Beat the young ones, and the old ones come; it's rather bothersome. We might as well clean things up once and for all to prevent further trouble and delay our journey!"
In his capacity, it wasn't meddling; his words also reflected some concern for the nearby residents, which was a merit in itself.
