The village chief thought of the Martial Artist in his village, but after pondering, he still hesitated since the Martial Artist was an outsider.
"Will he agree?"
"He will; he even helped treat the Martial Artist's plague in the village before. He won't leave easily."
Wang Sheng knew clearly that Xu Qu initially treated the Martial Artist's plague to stay, so he probably would be willing to help out.
"If he doesn't go, come find me again!"
"Okay!"
The village chief left happily and didn't come back, which probably meant he had persuaded Xu Qu.
The next day, Wang Sheng heard a disorderly rush of footsteps, mixed with some hoofbeats.
There were no horses in the village, so he knew it must be the grain levy team.
He thought it would take a few more days, but didn't expect them to arrive this soon.
Wang Sheng thought for a moment and followed them.
The village chief, Zhou Zhengwen, clearly was prepared and had already stored the grain.