The disaster-stricken village (1)

Whether the people from the peerless sword sect could figure out Zhao Hai's background had nothing to do with him. Zhao Hai didn't care whether they could figure it out or not. He was on his way now.

When he had three days, only a little more than a month had passed. He just didn't expect that so many things would happen in just a little more than a month.

Although he was walking, he was not in a hurry. He walked forward step by step. To be honest, when he went out, he was on either the Hades, Pegasus, or magic horse. He did not have many chances to walk on foot like now, which gave Zhao Hai a rare opportunity to experience it.

As Zhao Hai walked forward, he said, " "Little thing, do you think there's something wrong with those guys? it's just beef, why do they have to be so concerned? I think there must be some problem here. When I go back, I have to tell master about this." The little thing responded with a squeak and even made an intoxicated look.