After everyone had slowly left, the old village chief said without looking back, "I apologize, they were merely curious, with no ill intent."
Hearing this, Wang Mang replied nonchalantly, "It doesn't matter."
Thus, the three of them slowly made their way toward the house where the old village chief lived.
The villagers they encountered along the way all cast curious glances at Wang Mang and his companion.
After all, aside from the occasional bandits that attacked, the only other visitors to their village were the officials dispatched from the city to collect grain and Dao God Crystals.
It was quite rare to see passersby like Wang Mang.
A dozen breaths of time had passed, and soon the three of them stopped in front of a house.
The old village chief slowly pushed open the gate and, turning his head back, said to the two, "Usually, it's just this old man living in this house."
"It's less lonely with two guests visiting."
"Come in, both of you," he added.