Lu Li paid no attention to the crowd, merely gathering the ores from the ground before turning to leave.
Just then, Yan Ziming, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly spoke out, "Please, Immortal Master, save my daughter. We were framed..."
His tone was filled with sorrow as he bowed continuously to Lu Li, his forehead bleeding from the impact.
Next to him, Yan Miaowei also knelt beside her father, her clear, large eyes brimming with tears.
"Do you both wish to die? How dare you presume to seek favor from the Immortal Master?"
Before Lu Li could react, Yu Ergou, seeing the situation, immediately turned pale with fear.
Upon seeing this, Lu Li frowned slightly but did not respond, simply continuing forward.
He had little desire to meddle in the grievances of mortals; the nearby island was full of countless unresolved mortal complaints.