Chapter 69 Laozi Becomes a Saint (Part 1)

At this moment, the territory of the Human Clan welcomed four ragged people. Leading them was an old man with a hunched back, leaning on a cane, his face full of wrinkles. Three children around seven or eight years old clung timidly to the old man's clothes, their big watery eyes filled with curiosity about the unknown.

Just as they were about to enter the territory of the Human Clan, the old man stumbled and fell abruptly to the ground. The four children burst into tears, continuously shaking the old man.

The Human Clan man responsible for guarding the entrance hurried over, gently massaging the old man's slightly swollen lower leg, and asked, "Elder, where have you just returned from? At such an old age, having to take care of three children—if you encountered any wild beasts out there, how could we, as the younger generation, bear such responsibility!"