For a moment, the atmosphere was tense.
It was as if Feng Xia's words had touched some indescribable taboo, causing this group of old men and women to be infuriated, and it seemed as if they wanted to silence him on the spot!
However, their violent reactions made Feng Xia even more certain.
He felt that he might be able to find out about the problems that had occurred on the second level of the Demon Imperial Tombs from these villagers.
However, there was one issue that he could not be sure of.
This mysterious village and these strange disabled old people—well, he knew that the bald man was not an old man but it was easier to include him—were they friends or foes?
It would be better if they were allies.
But if it was the worse off situation…
Then they must be in cahoots with the Holy Son Ying Daoyi!
Therefore, even though Feng Xia was calm on the surface, chatting and laughing and even provoking the other party's nerves…