When Ling Xiao and his party returned to Qingyan Village, the setting sun was just dyeing the old locust tree at the village entrance in gold. The villagers had already received the news and rushed over, packing the entrance tightly. The elderly village chief stood at the very front leaning on a walking stick, his wrinkled face full of worry.
"They're back! They're back!" a sharp-eyed child suddenly shouted.
The crowd instantly became restless. Seeing that less than half the people had returned, and that every single one of them was in rags with terror on their faces, the old village chief's face turned instantly pale.
Chapter 326