"Is there a problem?"
The Daoist thought for a moment, and then suddenly realized, "Right, since he came near us, our senior brother's aura changed!"
The moment the words fell.
The Daoist, without suspicion, quickly turned around, anxiously carried the corpse on his back, and started running.
"Hurry, hurry..." The corpse on his back encouraged him and even channeled Evil Qi onto the Daoist's feet, providing some propulsion and reducing his effort.
Whoosh—
With the boost of Evil Qi, the Daoist was taking strides of three to four meters, followed by strides of seven to eight meters.
He ran faster and faster, reaching strides of about ten meters.
"Dao..."
The Shopkeeper kept an eye on the Daoist.
Upon seeing the Daoist leaving without eating or paying, and in such a hurry as if he were rushing to reincarnate, he dared not stop these 'masters who command gods and demons'.
Or rather, just as he uttered the word "Dao".
