They look like refugees.
These refugees, both young and old, numbered over two hundred.
As they rushed out of the ghost gate, they gazed around in fear, and upon seeing the man in the dark robe sitting silently in the storm, they whispered among themselves.
Amidst the whispers, one could vaguely hear phrases like "He has a flying sword, he must be a cultivator," and "Wait, have you forgotten there are demons masquerading as cultivators?"
After a long while, an elderly man with a broken cane stepped out of the crowd, approached the man in the dark robe, respectfully saluted, and then said, "Esteemed immortal, I am Cheng Shijin, the patriarch of the Cheng family from the Jinzhang Dynasty. I beseech you for understanding."
The man in the dark robe kept his head bowed, appearing to be half-asleep.
Cheng Shijin, claiming to be from this "Jinzhang Dynasty," continued, "I, along with my clansmen, were in our homes, then suddenly found ourselves in an unfamiliar place.
