"Sir, there is no need for such politeness; this is all part of my duty." The elder waved his hands and said, "I am already aware of your kindness towards the Ghost Race, so it is I who should be thanking you."
"Kindness?" Cheng Ziang asked, puzzled.
"Didn't you help our Ghost Race escape the attack of the Faceless just a few days ago?" reminded the Ghost Race elder.
"Oh, that was mostly the great shaman's effort. I'm embarrassed to say, we just did some trivial things," Cheng Ziang said, scratching his head embarrassedly, while he couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
Unexpectedly, the incident in the village had spread so quickly to Wujing Yv, to the ears of the person who should have the highest authority in all of Wujing Yv. It's no wonder he's the elder of the Ghost Race; even without stepping outside, he knows everything under the heavens.