Daemon Plague

Some part of the man's face was illuminated by the lantern he held. His steps were slow and his back hunched but his gait made Li Chen realize this old man had practiced martial arts in his younger days.

"I had no idea a righteous swordsman would be visiting our village. These days, all you immortals are using your powers to oppress the less privileged." 

[.....] Both Li Chen and the village head stared at the floating dots speechlessly. 

"Welcome to the Ironwood village, Master Li. Care for tea with this old man?" He asked, his warm tone dispersing the cold that accompanied the night's breeze.

[Some other time.] 

"I see." The man smiled.

"However, Master Li, you haven't saved that family but signed their misery because the Eternal Night will surely flood this place in search of you and them."

[I know that.]

"Oh?" The eyes of the village head twinkled.