A few people temporarily subdued their divine presence and looked ahead.
In the clearing ahead, there were several simple wooden houses, guarded by five or six people from different villages.
Seeing them approach, those people hurriedly went up to pay their respects to Mou Chuan, obviously recognizing him.
Mou Chuan, however, was not interested in acknowledging them, and after instructing to take good care of Lin Wu and the others, he turned to look at Lin Wu and said, "Your master needs to recover from injuries, do not come looking for me unless it's necessary. I will come out to find you after tonight's session is over, and then we'll head to Zhang family's village."
Lin Wu nodded.
Mou Chuan turned to leave, but it seemed like he remembered something; he turned back and strode meteorically to Lin Wu.
Facing Lin Wu's puzzled gaze, he hooked a strand of his long hair, which had a small and exquisite bell tied to it, and with a light scratch of his fingertip, he cut it off.