Apart from the guard who had escorted Si Ren, no one else was to be seen in the village. It was barely 7:00 PM, and even though a heavy rainstorm had just passed, the entire village shouldn't have been so deserted, looking like a ghost town.
Si Ren didn't suspect anything amiss. After all, this village was extremely remote, and local customs might just be like this.
The young man at the gate led Si Ren to the front of a large wooden house in the center of the village.
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