"Immortal! Immortal..."
A hurried voice came from the road not far behind.
It was that large group of people who had finally arrived, probably rushing too fast on this stretch of road, each breathing heavily, a crowd of hundreds swarming to the outskirts of the village.
The villagers seemed to notice something as well, and looked on curiously. Witch Naoki also frowned slightly; how could such a large group suddenly swarm onto the island without her noticing? She instinctively glanced at the White-clothed Daoist who had returned to normal.
"You've come..."
Gu Mo interrupted his thoughts, calmly glanced back at the crowd, already having made a decision in his heart, and gestured to Miss Naoki to reassure her.
Regardless of whether they have just learned or have been pursuing it for so long, there might be some assumptions among them. Although, in reality, they may not understand what kind of price they must pay to get what they need.
