The girl patted her chest and said,
"I hope so..."
The old man steadied himself, trying hard not to overthink.
He had also noticed that many people had trodden the path beneath their feet.
Yet, even being so close to a personage like the Demon Lord, the old man still felt fear from the bottom of his heart.
"Grandpa, you're too timid..."
The girl couldn't help but say.
"Timid..." the old man thought helplessly to himself,
but didn't know how to retort.
Just then,
in front of the path that the girl and the old man were traveling,
a tall man appeared silently.
The tall man stood there quietly, seemingly lost in thought.
Upon seeing this, the girl immediately grinned and laughed.
"Grandpa, look."
"It's not just us on this road; there are others who want to get a closer look at the holy land..."
The girl immediately said.
"That's good."
The old man breathed a sigh of relief.
The tall man stood there without a hint of a cultivator's aura.