Someone immediately came out, fawningly greeting him with respect.
"No need for idle chit-chat, where is your leader? Take me to see him."
Xuan Yi looked disdainfully at the somewhat greasy fatty before him, and spoke indifferently.
He had always looked down upon this group of rats that only knew how to hide in the shadows.
He wondered why the one presiding over them had initially chosen to protect these creatures.
"Our leader is inside, please follow me."
The greasy fatty seemed to be oblivious to Xuan Yi's strong disdain, continuing to speak obsequiously.
"Then lead the way."
Xuan Yi followed the greasy fatty into the village, and couldn't help but frown after a short walk.
The village was filled with skeletons and animal mummies, giving off a terrifyingly strange aura.
Many cold eyes peeked out from the dark houses around, making Xuan Yi feel quite uncomfortable.
"Master Xuan Yi, what's wrong?"
The greasy fatty saw that Xuan Yi had stopped and quickly asked.
"Hmph!"
